Photograph, Fine Art Matte Giclee Print
I died. My heart was ripped from my chest, the breath emptied from my lungs. I was gone. In death's darkness, suffocated by hopelessness, I began to reflect. During this moment of reflection I was reminded of the most beautiful woman. This woman possessed an immense amount of strength and creative ability. My heart, yet faint, began to beat again, warmth slowly returning to my body. I remember her. I am that woman. She is me. She is not dead. I will Resurrect her!