and then i see you, suspended in the far corner of the room in the dress you were buried in. the flowers have all dry-rotted; your hair seems to have grown an inch longer. your face contorts into a silent scream and although there is no piercing sound to react to, my back arches. my neck snaps my head forward. my flat palms on the table twist into claws; my fingernails break off in the wood grain. welcome home, mother. it is like you never left.


Intended to be worn as a pendant or as a statement ring.
Cast locally in sterling silver using recycled metals.

Made to order. Please read shop policies.

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