With a Borogove

My dear, you've still got the brightest eyes I've ever seen I only hope someday you'll use them against me But for now, I can't believe I'm falling so hard It might sound cliche, but I've been falling from the start   I shirk back in fear and ask, "what if I'm not enough?" But... Continue Reading →

Every Bird and Branch

Even the plants on my windowsill stand a fair bit taller and more proud, emboldened by their addition to the polychromatic symphony. Mayhaps that is the secret to living well - seeing the morning sun.

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