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mantarayweirrrrd dream last night, in a forest marsh of lush green, I encountered wrinkly animals that had the head of moose and body of kangaroo. I observed the clumsy creatures as they milled about trying to survive. A large pelican flies by and three of the creatures hop into its large mouth, hitching a safe ride across the dangerous marsh. I stay rooted to the spot, pondering my next move. The eye of the crocodile makes contact with mine, and suddenly it lunges up and snaps its enormous jaw in the air.
illustration by Naota Tajima (aren't they the cutest?)
This is probably conjured from memories of New Orleans and the ferry tour I took across its wetland canals. Christmas was too cold to spot anything other than birds, so the guide took out a baby alligator for us to fondle. Its cold leathery skin still feels familiar to my fingertips.
illustration by Naota Tajima (aren't they the cutest?)
This is probably conjured from memories of New Orleans and the ferry tour I took across its wetland canals. Christmas was too cold to spot anything other than birds, so the guide took out a baby alligator for us to fondle. Its cold leathery skin still feels familiar to my fingertips.
