Color splashed with feverish focus. Patterns known only to a mind set free.

Others, unknowing, are critical and harsh.

Persevering and reaching upward. Drawing inspiration from a well that any day could run dry. Straining to unveil what lies in darkness. Wanting only to give birth to what was dead.

Ken Grant is a freelance writer living in Santa Ana, California. His stories have appeared in Left Hand Publishers, Jitter Press, and Alien Dimensions.