Taste: yeast
Sound: patter, scruff, stumble, bumble
Smell: scratch n' sniff lilac; scratch n' sniff peanut butter
Sight: typing into the white light; a little girl goat hops up onto a stump; a wagging goat tail
Touch: floof, tufts, puffs
Extra: resilient dogs; when intense sadness squeezes out words instead of tears; what if I got someone killed?; the virus;
Sound: patter, scruff, stumble, bumble
Smell: scratch n' sniff lilac; scratch n' sniff peanut butter
Sight: typing into the white light; a little girl goat hops up onto a stump; a wagging goat tail
Touch: floof, tufts, puffs
Extra: resilient dogs; when intense sadness squeezes out words instead of tears; what if I got someone killed?; the virus;
"How can one still/love the things they will/never have again. Every day/is its own damp apocalypse." — Caroline Chavatel, "This Fabulous Century I" in Poetry Northwest Volume XVIGrateful for: Pasado's; adopters; the construction workers
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