Monday, 28 January 2013

'Run Forest run'

The weight of my body falling to the ground with each stride, and the sound of air being pushed out of my lungs and sucked back in again. I am not going anywhere, not running towards or away from anything. And I am alone, just a heartbeat in a body, until one day it will stop, and I will leave the well trodden ground behind.

                                Photo of Ben Duke by Zoe Manders

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