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the hum will become one

When the birds sing, their voices amplified by the running of sap and the eagerly beating wings of bees, the  sickle Moon hangs in a mottled sky, waiting. It won’t be long until scattered clouds and the rings of Saturn … Continue reading

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All Good Rogues

Birds are balanced on branches, and I run along the rim I am as graceful as I will ever be now, as observant as my mind’s eye could ever hope to see, and the beating of my chest tells me … Continue reading

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