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Lindsey Red Tail & Lily Marshmellow

Raised in draught, climate changing round my ankles. Water flowing in and leaving just as quickly. Winters so dry that my skin feels like it will crack open and fall off of me, blowing away in the hot winds. Fires filling the sky with smoke so thick that my coughs bring up grey mucus. Born in this is a deep profound love and appreciation of water. Water touching my feet, swimming in the ocean, walking in the rain with a broken umbrella, hot steamy showers. Thank you water! Thank you women, thank you dance. I love you.