Down to Earth
I pull my heavy-duty hiking boots from my sweaty, dirt-laced feet. A myriad of pebbles and dirt clumps hit the floor. My hands are black. Soil is embedded beneath my nails. My hair and eyebrows are flecked with brown speckles. bits of earth are nestled between the creases of my forehead, my eyelids and my smile. If I learned anything during my two long days working on a farm, it was that I'd leave dirty from head-to-toe.
Zabel, Liz and Neighbor, Sarah
"Down to Earth,"
Ethos: Vol. 2014
, Article 16.
Available at: http://lib.dr.iastate.edu/ethos/vol2014/iss1/16
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