‘Ouroboros’
Paul Conneally
November 14th 2023
This week is all about what comes in. What comes into the house. What comes into me. What I do with it. What it does to me.
Ouroboros eating its own tail in a delivery box from Dunhelms.
I let it out. Help it feel more comfortable than when it had been wrapped around two cheap and cheerful frames.
I free it up to the wild. It slithers off into the undergrowth.
Mehen finding his way back to Ra.

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