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Lay Me in the Dust


Winslow Homer (1836-1910)
Harrowing
Watercolor on paper
1879
Public collection

I broke out of the womb with instability, a twisted ankle, and a broken collar bone. If I broke one, I broke them all. Sin took me deeper and farther than I wanted to go. I got myself into something I couldn’t control. I kept fighting, and I kept losing. I was intent to run. I only thought I knew peace and freedom. If I stay in self, I will become unlovable and distrustful. Lay me in the dust.

Lay Me in the Dust

Lay me in the dust
turn my back on dirty self
oh my gosh it hurts
~ §tacy §weeney

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Sophia Bennett is an art historian and freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, symbolism, and artistic expression. With a background in Renaissance and modern art, Sophia enjoys uncovering the hidden meanings behind iconic works and sharing her insights with art lovers of all levels. When she’s not visiting museums or researching the latest trends in contemporary art, you can find her hiking in the countryside, always chasing the next rainbow.

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