I felt your shape and your breathing,
heartbeat sneaking in.
Breathe in the scent of my sternum, right there in the valley between.
I smell for you.
All written in canary yellow.
Masks melted onto faces.
“Bespoke never beholden. You look good on me.”
“Then put me on, I want to be worn by you.”
I am 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.
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 am excited to share. 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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