Mama Loves Birds
Mama loves birds but is afraid to fly. She rests now, secure with her crooked smile, the whorls of her thumb print, her cigarettes and Pep-O-Mint lifesavers, quilts and romances, morphine and x-rays, her hollowed bones. The pilot swoops closer to the leaping waves. The wind shifts, and she takes wing, fire-polished ash.
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Author's Note
A Press53 prompt inspired this little birdie, which found a home at BLUE FIVE NOTEBOOK. Thank you wunderbar editors Michelle Elvy and Sam Rasnake for publishing my words. Peace...
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Stunning portrait.
Exceptional writing, Linda. Nothing is wasted here.
spare and beautiful.
Thank you James and Sam and James again, for your read and kind words on this wee story. Peace...
Nice. *
Beate, Thank you for reading and faving! Peace...
short and nice.
fav.
Estelle, thanks for reading and faving! peace...
Outstanding in its spareness. *
Mesmerizing - I found I closed my eyes in the end and could feel it. def *
MaryAnne, Thanks for your kind words and pretty star! Peace...
Myra, so happy to see you here, and thank for reading and faving this teeny tale. peace...
Short but so much said. Nice.*
Gloria, thank you so much for your kind words! peace...
Sometimes your short pieces stab my heart like no others. The word choices are stunning, mesmerizing- the word 'whorls' alone made me think: that Linda is a dazzler! Way to spin gold, lovely! *
Robert, as always so happy when you pop by to read my little stories. Thank you, and peace...
I like the haunting quality very much