Crowned in Marigold and Bone

Ferliören Verified independent store

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Horns rise through a crown of marigolds, and beneath them a face rests with closed eyes and no apology. The flowers do not soften this. They consecrate it. Whatever inside you has been told it is too much, too hungry, too alive, this is its portrait in full color. Keep it close for the days when you stop apologizing for what you want. Show more