my spine snug
against the sofaβs backrest
pretends you’re still here
my jeans cuffs rolled up
ready for a spurt of growth
you never know when
left on the driveway
marked by three days of tires
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do birds get confused
setting clocks ahead or back
maybe only me
Enjoying Life In New Ways
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my humanity in written form
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Tales from the mouth of a wolf
a collection of words about my average, bog-standard life accompanied by some sub-par illustrations that depict selected moments in said life
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