Sometimes I feel,
when I am away from the desert
or a mountain
and sit alone in my apartment
Like my breath is being drawn from me
a ragged thread of life
slowly being pulled
out of my heart.
The year of the poem is finished, now it is the year for the protocol! Read about the misadventures of a plant scientist trying to make sense of photorespiration one mutant at a time.
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April
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- Direction
- Towed
- Church
- Beach
- Searching for the One
- Digging Deep
- Interesting
- Cadet
- Decisions
- Houston
- Back to The Desert
- Last Day
- Full Circle
- King Cotton
- Diver
- Boo!
- The Middle Way
- Moose X-ing
- Together Alone
- Freindship
- Silly Men
- Sleep
- Breathless
- The Dating War
- Adventure Potential
- Flux
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- Flashing Yellow
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About Me
- Berkley
- Pullman, WA
- Just a kid out for adventure of the literary, vertical, and educational persuasion.
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