Our writer, Sammy Weaver, creates a thrillingly imaginative response to the Barbican’s recent feminist literary festival, New Suns, and reimagines words as seeds, bodies as earth and people as lichens.
During her daily walks, Sammy Weaver has found connection with birds, bats and lichen. Here, she considers how Covid-19 allows for friendship and kinship with those who are ‘more-than-human’.
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