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The silhouette of an oak tree against the twilight sky reminds me of the placenta and the patten of vessels outlined on the interior of the womb.
I wonder how they communicate, placenta and fetus, and what they might say to each other?
About Me
- The Knarr
- I am a writer and poet who has only recently discovered the fortitude to break through the passive resistance that had been blocking my creativity. In a word: Knarrrrr A battle cry, the lion's roar, the panther's growl, it is a power name. It keeps my teeth bared and my hackles raised.
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