Ear Infection. By themischievousannaJune 13, 2015 ( 3 ) Twisted encores of reviving gore Reviled for the slamming door, Stabbing onto out of place No grace, No brave face. Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: PoetryTags: art, Fiction, fiction&poetry, health, life, Pain, poetry, writing Related Articles Her Amorphous Grin. By themischievousanna2 days ago ( 0 ) Every Shadow had its Crevice. By themischievousanna1 week ago ( 0 ) Intake Away. By themischievousanna1 week ago ( 0 ) 3 comments › tussilaspring June 13, 2015 • 6:23 pm Really well written and illustrated, I do recognize the feeling… =) LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ matt June 14, 2015 • 3:02 am That picture seems to perfectly express your words and what I know of ear infections. If this is true for you right now, I wish you a speedy recovery. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ Skyscapes for the Soul June 14, 2015 • 2:39 pm Your artwork just gets better and more interesting. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.