On the wing

6/17/25

Early: peonies eclipsed sun. You hung suet, feeders, orange halves; brought mealworms, water, fluff. You steeped tea, worked. (… there was a rhythm to the flickering said your youngest dog and…)(Fireflies ruminated your oldest cat from chair in sun.)(We think they make silent music whispered your canaries.) You planted cucumbers, squash. (Are we sure they weren’t stars echoed your oldest dog.)(We’ve seen this movie said your younger dog from under euonymus.)(I haven’t said your youngest cat from windowsill.)(You fell asleep again said this sister.)(wngd mths xhst hm texted your younger cat.) Moth moon cha-chas.

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