( Drawing(s) on Violence ) The folly locked hands with me, its chaos climbed up my back. The madness marched upon my heart, crushed it flat! ... Pushed out affection like a landlord. Folly holds the chaos in me. I’m a pale leaf falling in the autumn air, a child weeping, searching, calling for harmony... Love and Peace. © 2010 by mark prime WHO Domestic Violence.org The Hotline The Duluth Model (pdf)
(The Weaver's Song)