the moscovies were in the river, the coot was in the sulphury spring, and the mallard was stuck fighting it out over a crust of bread with this squirrel in the field between
, where this blog lives now. because it can be read and posted to through that app, one-handed, on my back, by a body of water, or in the cool olive green light above my mattress. This is articulation my spine had not dreamed of before.
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My blog lived on Tumblr for a minute
because it is so much easier to access from my phone.
fallinginrealtime.tumblr This is the feed.
No, I don't like it. I can't add another virtual box. I'll make due with Twitter.
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