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art, music, etc of raphael umscheid

I was terrified as The Bird with the White Head flew directly at me.

… then, I realized his head was a beautiful flower.

This garden surrounds us and we trim it and sometimes we don’t. I tried to leave the garden and its brambles, but I missed its blossoms.

weakened cavern sides

collapse!

vertical zippity do dah

striped striated stripes

pickle relish pipes

the map will be redrawn

In the canyon
Pull it’s (her) rims around you (me)
In the womb