Touching, growing, caring, dancing. Seedlings climbing around fingertips, birds morphing into humans. But the tender touches slowly fade as the shadows grow and the witches of the forest start to disappear. Rooted in patriarchal violence, history keeps repeating itself.
Macaria Reyes
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