Tag: foster care
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the Bee
All afternoon I listened to the bumble bee buzz, this is what they told me: “Listen Button, when I tell you they were drunk, I don’t mean beer-with-lunch-cocktail-hour-wine drunk, I mean speech-slurring-bodies-weaving-fall-down-and-leave-me-here drunk, I mean stinkin’ drunk. Picture a massive swarm of us all liquored up, gallons of that post-rain-elixing good stuff pumpin through our veins, oooh weee! Liquored up and heading to the hive, bumping into everything but each other- that was them…
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Dear Button,
All day I listened to the Blue Jay squawk and this is what they told me- “It’s okay, you’re okay. even when it feels like you aren’t, you are- We’ve got you, Your army of Angels your Chickadees and Blue Jays, your Mourning Doves. We were there when you took your first gurgled breath, and…
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born twice
that’s what she was. not ‘again’ like a christian, god no, but rather like a seed that’s been planted, grown to a seedling and then one day ripped from its root, taken to soil not matching its own, tasked to create life and viability from someone else’s dirt. the first time it happened was on…
santos scribes 