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An artfully altered photo of small, white-and-blue Scyllas blooming amongst stones and oak leaves and tumbled earth.
“Scylla” — C.Birde, 3/22

“Do you not yet know?

How I cherish you?

In every bud

& feather

& tuft of fur?”

Her words lifted

from the earth’s

flowering dream.

“As I long

to be cherished

by you?”

— C.Birde, 3/22

4 Comments

  1. word on
    and that i john
    see the gist
    is past this
    ok now!

  2. we all need to be seen for who we truly are.


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