A Grower's Prayer

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i sever you into twenty pieces
off of your sacred spiral seat you go
your paper gasping as I work
my breath whispering to your pungency

i cradle you in my hand, a hundred of you
i stare, humbled before your magic
no gnosis can rationalize your life force
yet we all prophesize your journey

i collect you from my feathered ally
my hand dances to feel your weight
turning you over to see your stark creamy perfection
holding a sphinx my clumsy grasp

and then comes my favorite part
committing you to the worms, and things that no longer are
all senses noting your perfection, and you too joining the dead
i smile, knowing your resurrection is imminent

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Better Than Hollow Chocolate Bunnies

today, i donned my best "if you can't afford the lawyer you love, then love the lawyer you can afford" tee and 10g earrings (i've had them out too long, owweeee), and headed for the co-op in maryville (where i fit in nicely). asking for silas' easter gift, they crammed four new hatchlings in a tiny box and handed them over. (believe it or not, chicks are in high demand right now, and they're selling like hotcakes. between me calling and arriving at the store, most of these had been sold. there was a crowd of chilluns around them... none of the easter dyed pinkbluegreen ones though. it was really difficult to find female chicks without ordering them through the mail...)

comic relief in cardboard. now, in the form of sheen, redbeak, whiteface, and mowgli. silas has giggled as much as they've chirped.

i keep catching silas kissing them. i have no idea whether they can survive his love. (especially since he keeps saying' "watch, i can make them dance" while he jiggles them up and down and slaps their feet against the table. they're either gonna be really tame or really dead.)



they have moved from a teeny cardboard box to a larger rubbermaid home with butterbowl lids to make it homey for the eats- that should last about three days. you can see sheen (what's with these names? sheen is jimmy neutron's best friend, i guess), top, strutting her stuff and chirping her brains out.



they are wyandottes, and when grown, should give us an egg a day, each. that's enough for us and the neighbors. i really hope they make it to the backyard.




i love them too. just gently.