The background is a blue shimmery water surface. Inlaid is a haiku: Surface glimmer hints at deep-sea magic I wish for gills J. C. 12.18.25

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Intuition, just listen You can trust yourself, they say You, yourself, know the answer You can lead your own way Which voice then, shall I listen to? There are at least a few Loud motherfuckers And they're arguing, too I've a feeling it's that very quiet one I'd really love to hear her If these other guys would just shut up Intuition would come through clearer J. C. 12.14.25

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Ambition ignition
The world burns
In need
Of someone
To wrap fire
In an embrace
Just one moment
Let me put on my cape

J. C. 09.15.25

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Ode to George (A Love Poem for A Cat) Sleeping beside me every night, My faithful ginger boy And every night, He calms me to sleep while softly, I sing to him Caressing carefully Lest he grow tired of my affection He wakes in the night, and calls out To make sure that I'm still there with him He has no eyes, you see 👀 I reach out to assure him... and he reassures me That some comforts haven't left me J. C. 08.20.25 To the right of this poem is a photo of an enucleated, sleeping ginger cat.

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Early #caturday

Why did I dream of you
And that night
And your family and your home
It's been years
We weren't even that close
But I cared
I still care
That you felt you needed to go

J. C. 08.17.25

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This life... this life
It has really asked a lot of me
For the privilege of survival
And I've given it

Surely, at this point
I deserve my peace
I deserve some ease
Who must I beg to receive?

J. C. 08.13.25

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Poetry collage. On the left, a poem: Every Two Hours, I Wake You've started sleeping through the night But I'm still waking every two hours Every two hours, I wake I check that you're still here Safe within the pillow fortress I made for you Every two hours, I wake I stare, adoring and amazed that you exist Peaceful and perfect Sweet, delicate breaths Innocence, daintily personified How could something so immaculate Have grown inside me? How is it possible that you're mine? You're a marvellous gift Will the universe really let me keep you? Every two hours, I wake Just to make sure J. C. 08.10.25 On the right, a photo of my sleeping baby, wearing a pink sleeper with ducks and white flower print. She's covered with a purple blanket with purple ribbon print.

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