Tag Archives: Loss

Say; Do

Say; Do

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Clifford wakes and smells it, sickly sweet and wettish, and wonders how come he can’t go to the bathroom and can’t go to the bathroom and then he’s shit his britches. He shifts between the sheets, feels around and takes a peek, discovers he’s okay. But the house reeks. He rolls to the edge ofmore

Fly Away Home

Fly Away Home

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There was purity and punishment to fighting and a release valve at the end of his fists.

OR…

Sometimes birds lose their way or have an accident.
Sometimes they become victims of predators.more