A page of birds swirls to the bare tree,
Separating as if lettering
A free-for-all. They don’t fear the cat
Flattening itself on the feeder
Roof; they watch the short tail switch back and
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By Carol Frost
Erring shoe and sour bib her dress, wild hair, the woman is following the turning path. About her attendants in white in a parallel world wait. One keeps the drug cart. One […]
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