The Keel-billed Toucan says: And I´m still wondering what it means to be on the other side of the sky and me; a blind wind, a blind sea, under the sun and clouds that see more like people do looking over a skyscraper in a city staring down at me, like a speck on a wave of everything, moving against me (always against me!) and sometimes with me long enough to where I barely feel anything at all. And maybe I´m overstating it. But it occurs to me, from time to time, that I´m just here, and sometimes not at all.
April 28, 2011
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