All 24 Pieces are due TONIGHT and you better believe I am losing ALL my marbles! Here's a quick sketch I halfway digitized to clean up. And a little ditty (not actually) that I wrote to go with it,
'The skull is your home. The skull is architecture. Lately your bones are not your own. They are soft, they are malleable. Your teeth are the gateway that mush under pressure. Your mouth is dry as a desert.'
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