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Short Poem of the Day The Paraplegic's Paradox My knees buckle; a fly walks by on legs no thicker than my hair. How it pains me to compare the way I sit, the way I stare. Nancy Fierstien

Short Poem of the Day The Paraplegic's Paradox My knees buckle; a fly walks by on legs no thicker than my hair. How it pains me to compare the way I sit, the way I stare. Nancy Fierstien

I love mornings. The light of mornings. The kindness of mornings. That I live in a city (inspite of all its flaws) which does not experience extreme weather. Go anywhere else & I miss this morning, my window & my friend/s: the large tree & all the birds that skip on its branches