Pretty In Punk
When I think about earth the first thing that springs to mind is literal earth: cold, dark and often damp, gritty, heavy soil. I think about something that fills our gardens and plant pots, extends for miles upon miles in forests, and that which unfortunately houses the world's waste. It often seems unappealing, whether because I have anxiety about it being traipsed through my house and dirtying the hardwood flooring, the aforementioned landfill sites or because in itself it isn't as dynamic and exciting as the other elements which all feel far more potent in engulfing and empowering us.
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