Natalie Díaz, from “Isn't the Air Also a Body, Moving?”, Postcolonial Love Poem

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Natalie Díaz, from “Isn't the Air Also a Body, Moving?”, Postcolonial Love Poem
A Light Beckons
Watercolor On Black Cotton Paper
2022, 26" x 33"
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