10:54pm PDT - April 17th, 2022
my father’s voice, when i hugged him: “you’re so warm!” chirping little green bird, piping & tweeting hopping through branches. holding a sparrow i had caught in my hand, running to show it to my mom. the first time i launched a model glider. photo of an apple in a book.
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