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Being bereft of aberration is abhorrent,

In itself.

I am the whence of a will.

Wilt do.

Wilted

Camællias suddenly come into ripe blossom

Bloom.

I danced in blue light at least an hour that night.

I stumbled between songs.

I slip but don’t fall.

Felled the tree before the hanged.

And a fool found herself upside down,

A head full of clouds and reservoirs of water.

Camel-ist.

Hiding eyes

Laughter.

In the dark, a cardinal dances on his branch.

Like a Stellar’s Jay.

Author: writtencasey

New to the world of blogging, I have always been fascinated by the scientific endeavor and I read about or engage with those processes as much as possible. I am a compulsive reader and writer (predominately non-fiction and scholarly work) With a background in anthropology and as an arm-chair/backyard scientist, I hope to improve my writing skills and learn about any areas of weakness or misunderstanding in my analytic skills. I want to improve and am particularly interested in science blogging and creating science content as a freelancer. I work for a wonderful company procuring high asset/risk insurance coverage for niche businesses and professionals, not fitting typical underwriting models as a day job. I am excited to share my journey through scientific discussion, essays, how to's, technical papers, creative non-fiction, with some free verse prose thrown in for my own fun. Thank you for spending time here. Please reach out if you are so inclined. I'd be excited to hear from you.

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