Gemotions

The gallery opening was a crowded affair. The string quartet began playing, and the opening chords of his song, “Silent Sky,” resonated through the space.

A wave of dizziness hit him. He grabbed the nearest wall to steady himself. The performance felt like a betrayal. His song, meant for intimate listening, was now being offered in a public spectacle.

He felt the sting of tears in his eyes. He slipped out the back entrance, the echo of the music following him into the night.