I don’t want to stick out like a weed in a field of wildflowers

I sway, with my sisters, I stretch, with my sisters, I fall, with my sisters

Do I become something ‘other’ when I am first noticed?

What if I am never noticed?

Then am I free? To be. In this vastness of pastel

If a yellow petal falls among pink and purple, do they scurry away

Wanting to flee from the strangeness?

Never. My si...

how did i ever live without my birds?

therapeutic purrs, warming my soul

the softness of their little breaths

rise and fall against my cheek

pink beans dash to greet me

i must not go back

i cry to think

my sweet kits

my friends

home...

relief.

deep breath, trembling

few tears shed. upturned head

but sure not that a man is dead!

of course.

piercing

everywhere screams

love will never feel safe

panic overcomes. she succumbs

wasted

numbness

shock isn’t right.

new in alien lands

world colored in blue, all sense fails.

what’s left?

good days

can ruin things

when guilt of living drowns

out reason. but h...