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Common Birds and their Songs

September 13, 2008 1 comment

It wasn’t as bad as all that when the day finally came.
You’d never seen flowers like that, solemnly bowed
heads that meant not to wake up in the morning. The sun
threw colored prisms onto the pews which were warmer
than you’d expected. The elevator was a surprise; do most
churches have elevators? Her elbows looked oldest
while her eyelids appeared seamless.

by Melinda Wilson

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