Along with fires burning everywhere, the continued decline of democracy and a sense of doom and dread regarding the future, I think we need to manifest some collective LUCK, don’t you?

She came all dressed up to the party last night
With sequins and stars in her hair
And she took off her shoes as she danced right along
The edge of a coin in the air
“My name’s Lady Luck,” she said with a smile
And her words floated out like a song
“And you don’t think you have any choice when I’m summoned
But I’m here to tell you you’re wrong…

Excerpted from Becky Hemsley – Artwork by YuumeiArt