The little joys Of witnessing change You never thought would come feels alchemical; there’s agency in playing god, in turning dirt to gold
Jan 26, 2024

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Making things. Going to things. Just do the things. performed at an art show today in a community run garden with a load of art witches and it was lovely and was just like…people doing things? Like all it takes is people to have the drive to come together and make things and do things and something beautiful happens. Here’s my poem written on a wall in the garden under which my artist friend Ruby is painting a self portrait.
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Exhausted, enthralled, ecstatic, this has no end, change again and again and again
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planting seeds of hope beneath the piles of shit
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