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May Its Spirit Fly

A baby bird passed away today. Merry was trying to nurse it to health, feeding it baby food with a syringe. It didn’t seem to have its eyes opened, and never unfurled its wings. We buried it respectfully in the landscaping of the pond I was working on. I will...

Maybe I’ll Just Fiddle with It.

I felt a growing anticipation as I neared the mall. A brother arranged it because I didn’t have the money at the time a few weeks earlier — it was a salew of the day. When I got there I had to unzip her — if it was a her — like a new mother...

Graduation Day

Christina graduates today, receiving a degree in English from SUNY Fredonia.  Not in a “couldn’t think of a major” sort of English, but “I’m going to copy edit the h3ll out of the universe and no one will stop me” kinda way. Oddly,...

A Spiritual Spring

During a fit of meditation, I reached out psychically to a friend I haven’t spoken to in a while, but felt recoiled, rejected, until a warm feeling a few days later, as if to apologize. I miss them and sometimes have a strong empathic connection, but in some...