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something quick for oc kiss week & valentines, a first kiss between ulysses (they/she) and disguised!di (she/her)

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Dutchman’s Breeches Dicentra cucullaria Papaveraceae
Photograph taken on May 7, 2026, at Point Pelee National Park, Leamington, Ontario, Canada.
Dicentra cucullaria - Dutchman's breeches
Great Lakes Region, North America
Lotte Grønkjær, Dicentra (2025)
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Dicentra cucullaria / Dutchman's Britches at Penny's Bend Nature Preserve in Durham, NC

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This thought came to me at night at it was a disaster. Silly thoughts always win
Under cut is just more silly things and a few doodles.
Strawberry
When I was ten
someone told me
“Right now, your uterus
is the size of a small strawberry”.
I thought of red staining the tongue,
seeds scraping the bumps on its underside.
Today the memory came back all wrong
pacing along double-lines staining pink
as fruit on tissue left out too long.
Out of season, yet it is the size
of a strawberry.
I cry the way you cry
when you already know
what you have to do.
I fear this the way one is afraid of certain rooms.
It presses on that voice, that kitchen,
the calm cruelty of information
how easily they told me
what grows where.
I try with all I have not to imagine its roots.
think “this is my body” like a spell that works
if you say it a thousand times.
Somewhere, summer strawberries are being
washed, hulled, sugared, loved.
And people say
how small, how sweet,
how lucky.
various bleeding hearts, some of the best and weirdest wildflowers