counting crows on a wire

I started counting down on my hands each finger as yet another reason wagging the group alongside for emphasis jowls articulating vocal comeuppance the how’s and why’s and where’s and when’s against the wind pissing on and off like a light switch; dimmer- looking for that little glimmer of hope on a string, arms flailing... Continue Reading →

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