Icarus-Ish
newborn grasshopper
falls off the too-high bough
again
I just like to imagine our myths being retold invisibly by the creatures around us. Every day a moth flies too close to the sun, every night a wolf howls at the moon.
newborn grasshopper
falls off the too-high bough
again
I just like to imagine our myths being retold invisibly by the creatures around us. Every day a moth flies too close to the sun, every night a wolf howls at the moon.