Staring Down the Corn Gods
Out past the last dirt road, where the sun never really sets and the corn has eyes, sits a scarecrow too faded to care. Surrounded by grinning stalks and pulsing skies, this one’s for the true harvest heads and dream drifters. No text needed — the art says it all. Medium-sized front print on a black tee.
Price: $35
Payment
Cash App: $Phantasmagoric111
Venmo: @Richard-Kidd-35







































































