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folk lore


Digital art & poem

Watercolour, paper, ink

I feel nature in my bones. 

I want to tug at my roots and draw from the ground just one tale of my ancestors' lives.

but my lap is empty.

I do not know where I come from.


it is a geographical fact that my people were robbed of our histories. all the lore we have preserved despite this

 is a gift.


the dead have no stories to tell me.


so I will write my own.

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