THE BIRDS WHO CARRIED MY WORDS
There are stories that begin with a gunshot, a disappearance, a storm, or a door suddenly breaking open in the middle of the night.
Mine began more quietly. It began with words. Words that lived inside me for years like birds trapped beneath a roof, beating their wings against […]
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Thank you Ben!
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