Sit and look out the window at the crows tipping the treetops
don’t move I cannot I am rooted to this spot root chakra umbilical cord blood riches feed down to subatomic particles Kill the autobots Turn off the automatons a gull crying outside grey sky grey sky the heater high same old desk typewriter transformed transmission still being sent and received evermore don’t stop continue walking the cold winter streets listening.
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Gilly Ann Hanner is a writer and musician based in Portland, Oregon. She is mother to two daughters, and is part of various musical projects including
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