the language of the grasses



“I want to write my way from the margins to the center. I want to speak the language of the grasses, rooted yet soft and supple in the presence of wind before a storm. I want to write in the form of migrating geese like an arrow pointing south toward a direction of safety.”
― Terry Tempest Williams

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• the copper wire was gifted to me by my brother-in-law, who salvages it from the generators he repairs for a living

• i got the beads from a friend who gave me SO MUCH jewelry she didn’t want any more, SO MUCH

it's this big:

• it’s 2 1/4″ tall

• & 1/2″ wide at the loopy part

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