@thisispaper has a really nice write up today about a project of mine from a while back.Â
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@marciehancock
@thisispaper has a really nice write up today about a project of mine from a while back.Â
early morning asheville
and then the earth pushed back
last october instagrams, letâs follow each other:
https://instagram.com/marciehancock/
We are a peculiar breed. Our roots grow deeper than the cedars, and yet we don't know precisely where or who it is that we grew from. We are a mystery as old as these hills themselves, and it doesn...
my mother would pull me out of bed when i was little to do a rain dance in my nightgown, so that our corn would be extra sweet, and my granny would bury fatback in the yard under a downspout to get rid of a wart, which from what i am told, worked without fail. so glad to see this a while back, in light of recent works in progress. cheers to mountain mamas.
8-15-15
I didnât make photographs this summer.
The Night I Stood Under Your Porchlight
June 23, 2014, Lexington, KY
Still mostly living out of my car, and wishing I hadnât used the word âwayward.â
June 23, 2015
deer bed/borrowed resting place
I am a hillbilly, a woman, and a poet, and I understood early on that nobody was going to listen to anything I had to say anyway because of this. So I started saying what I wanted to.
-Irene McKinney, Poet Laureate of West Virginia