P is for Pink Clowns.
Not sure what eerie carnival music, scary clowns and haunted circuses tap into, but if it’s a sense of romantic creepiness and sinister play, I can see how the artists came up with this vision of pink carnies.
“Would you still love me if…
…I had a picture frame growing out of my shoulders?”
~ This post is dedicated to my friend Lizzi ~
~ Part of the A to Z Challenge ~
A post a day except Sunday for the month of April to cover topics beginning with each letter of the alphabet. Events always real, names always changed.
Cathartic Monkeyism returns in May.
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