Tag: birds

Homegoing

The men continued sipping the wine in silence for a while. In the trees, the birds were calling...

Auto Da Fé

As he was passing by the cathedral, warm, uncanny sounds reached his ears. He would have sung in...

Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep

do not stand at my grave and weep i am not there. i do not sleep. i am a thousand winds that blow i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain i am the gentle autumn rain. when you awaken in the...

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