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“Scissors & lace. Leather & grace”
September 24, 2025 at 12:03 AM
“Scissors & lace. Leather & grace”
i have stories to spill,
over tarnished tables
and curled under covers.
harmless half whispers
and buried brutal thorns.
They mean everything
and nothing at all.
.
#thorns #glenmartintaylor
over tarnished tables
and curled under covers.
harmless half whispers
and buried brutal thorns.
They mean everything
and nothing at all.
.
#thorns #glenmartintaylor
September 16, 2025 at 6:30 PM
i have stories to spill,
over tarnished tables
and curled under covers.
harmless half whispers
and buried brutal thorns.
They mean everything
and nothing at all.
.
#thorns #glenmartintaylor
over tarnished tables
and curled under covers.
harmless half whispers
and buried brutal thorns.
They mean everything
and nothing at all.
.
#thorns #glenmartintaylor
I am strong
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I am strong
it took the breaking to discover how strong I was.
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September 11, 2025 at 9:50 AM
I am strong
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Words from the large godtongue,
wouldn't, couldn't let me go free,
as the dark delusions undrunk,
held down the scars in my mouth.
wouldn't, couldn't let me go free,
as the dark delusions undrunk,
held down the scars in my mouth.
July 31, 2025 at 6:23 PM
Words from the large godtongue,
wouldn't, couldn't let me go free,
as the dark delusions undrunk,
held down the scars in my mouth.
wouldn't, couldn't let me go free,
as the dark delusions undrunk,
held down the scars in my mouth.
June 10, 2025 at 9:08 PM
I have an appointment with love, every fucking sunrise.
Because inside my crooked ribcage, between my tired lungs
is the screaming author of my being, my why, my meaning.
And I own that tender muscle, that pumps a river into my soul.
And I promise myself and my ashes, to use it every fucking day.
Because inside my crooked ribcage, between my tired lungs
is the screaming author of my being, my why, my meaning.
And I own that tender muscle, that pumps a river into my soul.
And I promise myself and my ashes, to use it every fucking day.
June 6, 2025 at 1:14 PM
I have an appointment with love, every fucking sunrise.
Because inside my crooked ribcage, between my tired lungs
is the screaming author of my being, my why, my meaning.
And I own that tender muscle, that pumps a river into my soul.
And I promise myself and my ashes, to use it every fucking day.
Because inside my crooked ribcage, between my tired lungs
is the screaming author of my being, my why, my meaning.
And I own that tender muscle, that pumps a river into my soul.
And I promise myself and my ashes, to use it every fucking day.
May 23, 2025 at 2:13 PM
May 19, 2025 at 12:09 PM
May 17, 2025 at 12:41 PM
May 16, 2025 at 10:20 PM
May 16, 2025 at 12:21 PM
my father taught me.
his father taught him.
his father taught him.
his father taught him.
men need to mend.
.
#unlearn #relearn #change #heal #glenmartintaylor
his father taught him.
his father taught him.
his father taught him.
men need to mend.
.
#unlearn #relearn #change #heal #glenmartintaylor
May 15, 2025 at 9:45 PM
my father taught me.
his father taught him.
his father taught him.
his father taught him.
men need to mend.
.
#unlearn #relearn #change #heal #glenmartintaylor
his father taught him.
his father taught him.
his father taught him.
men need to mend.
.
#unlearn #relearn #change #heal #glenmartintaylor
May 14, 2025 at 10:40 PM
“The Path”
to ascend above
where we were,
is never straight,
often hard as steel
and always precarious,
but so worth the climb.
Live fierce, love fierce.
.
#path #glenmartintaylor
to ascend above
where we were,
is never straight,
often hard as steel
and always precarious,
but so worth the climb.
Live fierce, love fierce.
.
#path #glenmartintaylor
May 14, 2025 at 1:33 PM
“The Path”
to ascend above
where we were,
is never straight,
often hard as steel
and always precarious,
but so worth the climb.
Live fierce, love fierce.
.
#path #glenmartintaylor
to ascend above
where we were,
is never straight,
often hard as steel
and always precarious,
but so worth the climb.
Live fierce, love fierce.
.
#path #glenmartintaylor
May 13, 2025 at 10:30 PM
Available at Hidell Brooks Gallery
www.hidellbrooks.com
704.334.7302
art@hidellbrooks.com
#glenmartintaylor #hidellbrooks
www.hidellbrooks.com
704.334.7302
art@hidellbrooks.com
#glenmartintaylor #hidellbrooks
May 6, 2025 at 12:25 PM
Available at Hidell Brooks Gallery
www.hidellbrooks.com
704.334.7302
art@hidellbrooks.com
#glenmartintaylor #hidellbrooks
www.hidellbrooks.com
704.334.7302
art@hidellbrooks.com
#glenmartintaylor #hidellbrooks
it’s hard not to be afraid
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#love #bluesky #graffiti #spraypaint #paint #peace #plates #instagram #beautiful #follow #fashion #instagood #selflove #nature #happy #glenmartintaylor #art #ceramics #pottery #photography #fineart #arte #alive #angels #devils
March 1, 2025 at 10:55 PM
it’s hard not to be afraid
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#love #bluesky #graffiti #spraypaint #paint #peace #plates #instagram #beautiful #follow #fashion #instagood #selflove #nature #happy #glenmartintaylor #art #ceramics #pottery #photography #fineart #arte #alive #angels #devils
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#love #bluesky #graffiti #spraypaint #paint #peace #plates #instagram #beautiful #follow #fashion #instagood #selflove #nature #happy #glenmartintaylor #art #ceramics #pottery #photography #fineart #arte #alive #angels #devils
