Purity
White like a sclera, shall my brush remain; nor grief nor hate will taint these red veins— though I am faced, again and yet again, with brown, blue, green, and black — iris paint.
19 September 2026
White like a sclera, shall my brush remain; nor grief nor hate will taint these red veins— though I am faced, again and yet again, with brown, blue, green, and black — iris paint.
19 September 2026