A strange forest.

A strange forest. Drawing Luke Hockley.

A strange forest. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

I am a strange forest full of trees.

The wind rustles me.

I challenge my limbs with weight.

I cry leaves when it hails on my branches.

A strange, strange forest that no one can understand.

People walk amongst my limbs.

Their rough hands feel along the smooth roots,

Their smooth hands feel along the rough trunks.

We whisper the unexpected into the canopy together.

Knowing each of us briefly

In my strange forest, full of trees.



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