Through the haze
I see a figure
then nothing
closer and closer
it draws
then disappears.
Part of the mist
or part of me?
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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About Me
- Berkley
- Pullman, WA
- Just a kid out for adventure of the literary, vertical, and educational persuasion.
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