Okay, yes, I'm a horrible blogger. I've found that out and will now attempt to be better. Working now on the sequel to House of the Empath. Not sure yet what the title will be but I'll keep you updated.
Here's a quick little poem for a summer day
Sophie Fishes
She stands knee deep,
her fur fanned out in the water,
for hours in sun or shade
as long as I'm near
as if a look could pop
that defensive, flashy bass
Right out of the water
Into her waiting mouth
as if she could catch it
and then what...?
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