Once, I lost my voice...
...then lost it
among the static
cling-
i
n
g
to every word,
to every sound byte
‘til no one heard
the S.O.S.
the message ——— lost in transition
by being archived
with yesterday’s news
the moment I signed off
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
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