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I saw sister fly
Dress flapping like kite ribbons
Landed in chaos
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Oneg In The Arctic
A queer storyteller and poet of arctic adventures, good food, identity, mental health, and more.
Co-founder of Queer Vocal Voices
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A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶about 17 hours ago in Petlife
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This was a gut punch! Don't get me wrong, it was good because it was a gut punch. it made me stop a minute, think in silent pray almost. Really poignant. Good job.
I love your picture of flattering kite ribbons, how easy the fall and get caught in one and other