The Crow’s Should Examined Here again, I laboriously climbyew’s dry branches in dead forestto crow prophesy:Take warning, we should forgive each other.You disparage my oily black feathers,considering them unsightly, unclean.Consider this too, though polar, may youglean from me, as mouthpiece, morselsthat may nourish all souls?Instead we are opposite, westand, entrenched in our untenable positions, blinded,…
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dVerse — MTB — Daisy Petal Fragments
“Bubbles,” by Marcus Adkins two pulsing orbs cloaked against cold in a rose-colored morning cartwheeling gulls laugh humping in the sky with the thrill of sin bright scarlet testaments in glittered shards of bliss R.E.M. springs with hope, “let my machine talk to me”* let [your] machine talk to [you] let our machines make music…
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