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lion with a rabbit heart Quiet was safer. My roars would roll out choked with fear Dissolving into coughs Until I discovered It is possible to be both A lion and a rabbit at

finish one thing It’s only one thing. It shouldn’t be that difficult to finish. It wasn’t difficult to begin It happens all the time. A thing creeps into my mind unbidden. Appears out of

deer I should have made his legs shorter, but other than that I think I did a pretty good job considering he’s my first deer. Well, he has antlers so maybe he’s a stag

strange tides The pirate ship crashed into the living room. If the window hadn’t been open it probably would have smashed the glass, instead it swooped against the side of the couch and hit

well-intentioned snow coercion  We tried to get the snow to come inside so we could keep it. So we would have it to play with on too-hot summer days. We left the door open

in gratitude to the lions who guard the saints To the lions who have taken their solemn vows To keep ever-watchful eyes on all that approaches To carry concerns and worries so that others