The Forest, The Field & This Great Sadness

Art is life, said some washed up wonderwoman. I wrote three lines for that in seventeen syllable mishmash, and they called me an artist.

Heather-Mariah, Artist/Poet/Musician/Wanderer. From The rain state.
Socks.

Socks.

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