
As the squirrel does
As the squirrel does
Artful thoughts from a brain injury survivor
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As the squirrel does

A certain thrum Two doves cooing turn, a twist of air their bodies make, undersides dyed golden by sun.

When I've felt like death, I've gone to the birds
a pair of bird poems

An abundant world has no room for war
*waves at everything*

Mr. Peggotty and Christ

A series on collecting the interesting bits

Ahoy from the Void

Farewell, 2023. Hello, 2024.