By Alyssa Trivett You seep, loosely filing into paper pavement and bleeding clear ink. Filled cavity. Flossing into charred broken bottle puzzle piece corners, an art project sifting in a parking lot this hungover evening. Alyssa Trivett is a wandering soul from the Midwest. She chirps down coffee while scrawling lines on the back of gas … Continue reading Parking Lot Puddle
Academy of the Heart And Mind 