LOOK AT THE BIRDS OF THE AIR

Did it shuffle into the nook of a tree, tuck its beak under its wing and breathe its final breath into the memory of traveled miles? [...]after she had stared for a long time, she left it where it lay with its perfect beauty against the dirt. With her body twisted and contorted in the bed sheets, he...

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Published in:Appalachian review (Berea, Ky. Print) Ky. Print), 2013-01, Vol.41 (1), p.142
Main Author: Morgan, C E
Format: Article
Language:English
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Summary:Did it shuffle into the nook of a tree, tuck its beak under its wing and breathe its final breath into the memory of traveled miles? [...]after she had stared for a long time, she left it where it lay with its perfect beauty against the dirt. With her body twisted and contorted in the bed sheets, her mind was clear as the sky, and over her there seemed to hover a dark downy wing, black and warm.
ISSN:2692-9244
2692-9287