Pinch me

pinch-zoomAn eye-sore, a lump of clay harshly moulded into a bowl. Covered in green and blue, more reminiscent of vomit than paint.

Not a Donatello, but priceless all the same.

From a time before fights and before I took to the drink.

Made the day I hit her mother, a pinch pot from my daughter.

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