I cannot call them thought pieces, though they are just that. Fragments of thinking that I collected and placed neatly on my windowsill.

The magpies that gather on the roof opposite each morning have grown tired of the tricks of light. Jagged edges catching the morning sun. A reminder that they are part of something else.

This is my attempt at piecing them together.

It is my hope that in doing so, I can remind myself that when we are connected,
we are greater
than the sum
of our parts.