Photo: Emily Sara Andrews
It’s everything.
It’s a piece of dirt, it’s a clump of mud, it’s a mound of rubble, it’s a knoll, it’s a hill, it’s a mountain, it’s a volcano, it’s a precipice.
It’s a tree, it’s a branch, it’s a twig, it’s a spark, it’s a fire, it’s an inferno.
It’s a raindrop, it’s a puddle, it’s a stream, it’s a river, it’s an estuary, it’s a sea, it’s a flood.
It’s an inhale, it’s an exhale, it’s a final breath.
About the Creator
Emily Sara Andrews
Performer, Artist, Arts Facilitator, part-time poet and occasional spinner of yarns, not necessarily in that order.
Living and working in Stoke-on-Trent she takes inspiration from the wild, the weird and the ordinary.
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