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Mockingbird Milk

“When the young woman leans over the sky, about to water the flowers as well as the weeds, her white front splits open until her milk runs.” ― Gunter Grass

Spirit Waters

“One that would have the fruit must climb the tree.” ― Thomas Fuller

Soaring Questions

"Many a book is like a key to unknown chambers within the castle of one’s own self." ~ Franz Kafka

T R A N S F O R M A T I O N

“I take pleasure in my transformations. I look quiet and consistent, but few know how many women there are in me.” ― Anais Nin

Bathing The Consumed Bird

“We ate the birds. We ate them. We wanted their songs to flow up through our throats and burst out of our mouths, and so we ate them. We wanted their feathers to bud from our flesh. We wanted their wings, we wanted to fly as they did, soar freely among the treetops and the clouds, and so we ate them. We speared them, we clubbed them, we tangled their feet in glue, we netted them, we spitted them, we threw them onto hot coals, and all for love, because we loved them. We wanted to be one with them. We wanted to hatch out of clean, smooth, beautiful eggs, as they did, back when we were young and agile and innocent of cause and effect, we did not want the mess of being born, and so we crammed the birds into our gullets, feathers and all, but it was no use, we couldn’t sing, not effortlessly as they do, we can’t fly, not without smoke and metal, and as for the eggs we don’t stand a chance. We’re mired in gravity, we’re earthbound. We’re ankle-deep in blood, and all because we ate the birds, we ate them a long time ago, when we still had the power to say no.” ― Margaret Atwood

Kissing Lake and Diving Ducks

“To begin cooking duck at one in the morning is one of the finest acts of madness that can be undertaken by a human being who is not mad.” ― Manuel Vázquez Montalbán

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“A little bunny or some kind of ferret was probably there too, and bore witness as only rodents can.” ~ John Ashbery ________________ Their teeth and tails are dead giveaways. The lack of public observation and justice on behalf of these rodents angers me. If you're interesting in petitioning against Amy, please sign up for more details at stoperodentfeathers@notbirdsofparadise.com. For those who capitalize on the movement of the grain, please write to freetheteats@udderlydelicious.com if you're interested in betting on the farm. ~ V

H E A R T W O R K

“HEARTWORK Each day is born with a sunrise and ends in a sunset, the same way we open our eyes to see the light, and close them to hear the dark. You have no control over how your story begins or ends. But by now, you should know that all things have an ending. Every spark returns to darkness. Every sound returns to silence. And every flower returns to sleep with the earth. The journey of the sun and moon is predictable. But yours, is your ultimate ART.” ~ Suzy Kassem

W I R E S

"...like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free..." ~ Leonard Cohen

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A N E M O I

“How did Nathan die?” Mom had been sleeping soundly and was awoken by that question asked by her daughter.  Her eyes fluttered open taking a moment to focus on her […]

B L O W H O L E

We stood under the bridge, me admiring the beauty and wondering where the homeless people were because we were surely in the most calming and scenic under the bridge location […]