Heavy muscles trapped in stone

Figures waiting forever to be set free

Strong marble

Chiseled torsos

And they’re made of blood and stone

Faces lost to the ages–

brought out by the crashing strokes of geniuses 

the hands of saints

the arms of sinners

Even their veins are petrified

Set in eternity

The slow, agonizing process

of dragging

the living being out of the cold mineral

They’ve been waiting for centuries

And will wait centuries more

ART BY ELIJAH HOLTON