Friday, October 30, 2009

A small room above a bay window. A single bed, a table and chair, and a sink. I could manage something larger, with more conveniences, but I could never match the view.

Above the door, clinging to the picture rail, a bird's nest made of twigs and foolscap. Poking out, what looks to be a pair of nose hair scissors, upside-down.

A truck passes.

Only the scissors quiver.

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