Words are hard so my covid coping strategy has leaned toward editing images and I’m probably going to inflict a few more of them on you in coming days. I hope you enjoy ... and if any of my manips/fiddles/whatever you call them inspire any of you to write stuff, I will be delighted ❤️

(apparently the image doesn’t show up properly when you share from DA, so...)

A Long Journey by miacooper

Stickfighting by miacooper

Airborne by miacooper

"It always feels like death. At least at first. Your muscles stretch and burn until they might rip. The bones in your hips threaten to rotate right out of their sockets. Your spine lengthens and twists into impossible shapes. The veins in your arms swell, blood pulsing through them. Your fingers tremble as you try to hold them taut but graceful, just so. Your toes jam into a pretty pink box, battering your feet with constellations of blisters and bruises. But it all looks effortless and beautiful. I hope. Because that's all that really matters.” And so she danced.

(I assure you, I was) the hit of the beginning ballet class by miacooper

The Hunters by miacooper

(she is) more precious than rubies by miacooper