It's been a while since I drew this, but I do remember the foreboding dreams of division and disassociation. The 'lost shoe' in my dream echoing Roethke's manic moment of heading into the woods in the middle of the night, and having to go back, sober, in daytime, to retrieve the shoe he'd lost. Madness. Honestly, my life is no less baffling.
It's been a while since I drew this, but I do remember the foreboding dreams of division and disassociation. The 'lost shoe' in my dream echoing Roethke's manic moment of heading into the woods in the middle of the night, and having to go back, sober, in daytime, to retrieve the shoe he'd lost. Madness. Honestly, my life is no less baffling.
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