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Category: Wildlife
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Just when I say I'll get a new lens to look through (in the hopes of seeing something new) a bird (a big one with a 6-foot wingspan) swoops out of nowhere (o.k. – swoops down from the snag I walk by every a.m.) and squawks in my face: "It's like this, little chicken;…
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A one-way fandomThe passive act of dreamspeakVicarious Me Injurious You Reflections make safe idolsA warped and torn faith
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Yeah.Love him/hate him.Hype: The Song of Life.Blame fame.Shame bleeds on white sheets.
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My side of the tale?I am skinny and quick, bitch.Stew in your own juice.
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A cool down is now required. This has been one hot afternoon of dog-on-rabbit torment as the squeeze-through portions of the backyard fence have been patrolled most fervently. No animals have been harmed in today's chase, but I can't put a leash on instinct. Nature looks on while I play it safe and mend my…
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I see what you're talking about. That is a giant mirror up there on the hill. There we are! The shiny blindness seems sort of dangerous, though. You'd have thought they'd have thought it dangerous, too. They being the park builders and the committee that selected the sculptures. I know. Can a mirror be called…
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April sings us to sleep with her raindrop accompaniment. All is blustery and wild outside while we dream of abundant fields. April laughs at our wistful reverie. She wonders how we could possibly think one day can serve her. One day of remembrance is a mockery. April is budding beauty kept evergreen in poetry and…
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Things that are good: not meant to be understoodThings that are bad: make us come backReturn to the turnstile with one eye on the skyThe other on the lieForget all that was taughtIt was memorized for naughtYesterday's pain and confusion become Stepping Stones and Building BlocksNow a quick look over the shoulderSignalChangeLanes
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"Be like that bird there in the live oak," Gary told me over the back fence. "Don't overthink your decisions. Take action but don't fall in love with any one particular outcome. You'll get your supper sure enough. What difference does it make if it's a worm or a cricket?" "Well, there's the texture thing.…
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Mastering the art of concealment. Track the quarry and give chase. Stealth brings out the eyes. Add a dab of blood behind each ear. Pull the lips back to drive the point home. We've never lost our taste for the easy kill. I am who I am despite the disguise.
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