Saturday, June 18, 2016

More Taming

I went back to where I buried my grief. The place looked vacant but that was because she had changed into the cawing and I didn't want to get on with life during the day anymore. There were plans. Supposing the cawing could stop in time. What would it say? Something tame. Telling. Still wild and beyond that. She needed more taming about the road.

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