I Died by Words
By (Author) Glendon Francis
BookBaby
BookBaby
11th November 2020
United States
Paperback
70
Width 139mm, Height 215mm, Spine 5mm
108g
an artistic exploration of death, misfortune and grief, which examines the inevitability of the end. death arrives on our veranda and plunges stillness and unforeseen aches upon our spines. rarely are we ever prepared for the surge of silence and turbulence that ruminates; however, immediate attention is paramount. without proper, perhaps adequate assessment, these short-lived effects can stain. death is merely a junction, a portal, an invitation to what we refer to as the abyss a place that's only shrouded in gloom and darkness because it hasn't been explored. a slew of our most joyous chapters once lurked adjacent to turmoil. a celebration of the end grants room for a tranquil foray into tomorrow. this may feel eerie, it may even make your organs swell. this is unkind, daring and necessary.
glendon francis is a 23-year-old writer, thinker and student of life and all of its nuances. ballet was the first door in the creative domain that granted them access to commune amongst makers, and that invitation plenished a plethora of their imaginative seeds. glendon has written a slew of articles--championing the legacy and ingenious of folks of the Black lgbtq+ experience. said articles have brought them to this juncture-- an instant that requires the poetic scope to capture the sinister hours that are inevitable for many.