Does illness have a voice,and if so; is it melancholy,or dark and dank, divulgingdeepest despair, or revealinga vileness of nature? Discord creeps along my veins,disrupts muscles, systems failingunder the oppression –“Stay strong,” friends counsel,cannot hear the gathering storm,feel the heaviness cloaking me. I am not myself, but then;who am I? Is disease a mutationof the […]
Discharge the gun –protection a vesselthrough which our depthsare undefined…adrift Fear is a burrowerwears a false crownbirths losstrusts danger Hearts beg,amid this trigger-readinessfor a guardian – unafraidto court this meaningless Futility unchecked –to study productive optionsunimaginable in the current state of chaos on repeat. (Art my own)
These bones, they saywill finish me – too brittleto withstand the race But I am Willowrecollection wispymy dance defiant Porous as a sea spongesoaking up each daymettle despite the rattle (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
One Woman's Quest II 
When a subject arrives and they command your attention…even when you don’t want to give it? I love your admission that you will ‘bow to their insistence’. Yes, yes! You must! 😎
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Lol. I accept that my judgment is my agenda.
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🥰
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Not ducky at all…what a line!
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Lol. Couldn’t help myself
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A charming couple. Too bad the male is such a cad.
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Lol. Well said
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Thanks!
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I still take photos of mallards, especially when their feathers shimmer in the sun.
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I know. Hard to apply human ethics to an animal….still
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Not a family duck!
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No they are not!
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Oh! I didn’t know that about male mallards.
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I discovered it after a pair of ducks nested near our house. Couldn’t understand why there was a line up of males after eggs.
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