Tuesday, November 10, 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, a ceramic figure -- a girl, hands on hips, looking to the left.

A knock.

She falls.


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