BIOLOGICAL

The Collector

By Jon H. DavisPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

THE. COLLECTOR © JON H. DAVIS - NORTHERN LIGHTS STUDIO

I know a smart girl in the tropics,

well versed in many odd topics.

And one of them was

collecting the fuzz,

which grew in kangaroo pockets.

-JHD

surreal poetry

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Jon H. Davis

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Jon H. Davis, is a digital alchemist, and explorer, who documents the natural world and cultures with words, photos, and videos. Explore and discover more at Northern Lights Studio.

https://www.nlscreativemedia.com

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