In flight, won't be home for years but still your thoughts are mine
Should I have asked you to be my hero, when you did not
Want any of that drama of female weaknesses
Wanted me to be strong, to stand alone
...
Read full text
This photo is shared with me by my friend, Pedro Cornago, a portrait of him drawn by his small son. Children oftentimes see us in our true skin - unlike most adults - and will sometimes describe/depict us in unflattering ways. This photo also symbolizes for me my special friend as he also have alien characteristics, alienating me sometimes and making me see him with differently colored eyes - one white uncaring, the other so sweetly pink.