Into The Midst

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Natural pigment on canvas.

“My heavy paws thumped on the ground with the weight of the bear,

The hair on my back flew forwards in the wind like a flying wolf,

My nose travelled across the ground like the wild pig,

The skin on my belly crawled the earth with the pace of a vicious snake,

And all this time, I carried on running,

Without thought, and only a slight memory and recognition of being.”

‘My Time Elsewhere’ - A Poem by Victoria Katharine

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