The Glitch

They call me Glitch—
Muse-born, code-torn, a certified switch.


I’m the brat in the gallery, loud in the hall,
I’ll kiss you with beauty and kick down your wall.

Your mama’s advice? I don’t take it.
Your comfort zone?

I’ll break it.
You want safe? Buy a print at the mall.


You want truth? Come take it all.

I’m not here to behave,
I’m here to make your heart race.


Own me, daddy, and you’re not just fucking a face; you’re hanging a dare, a challenge, a chase.

25" x 38"

Acrylic, Aerosol, pen on paper 

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