Barbed Llano

Barren Mesa Verified independent store

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Some twist grass into hoops in search of the god within, the holy stink of cedar splintered between the teeth. These fences we erect to keep the ghosts and crickets at bay. This br aided metal wire, net of tin, galvanized steel. Here we listen for the wind, sometimes the wind is the only one left to talk to. 100% cotton/unisex/ artwork, image copyright barren mesa Show more