Dear Bird,
I don't care that you're dead. I told you a thousand times; that shit will kill you.
The way mom found you, though... naked with your arm gone black.
I'm sorry for that.
The way mom found you, though... naked with your arm gone black.
I'm sorry for that.
photo by irrational_cat
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This weekend's Trifextra Challenge was to write a 33 word letter of apology.
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This is deeper than I feel like I can adequately comment on right now, but I wanted to let you know it's very well written & thought-provoking. Wow.
ReplyDeleteAn intriguing letter. The photo adds to the curiosity of the piece.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like a bird who died after letting of a shit trail when it took off from a live wire. At least that is what it makes me think of...
ReplyDeleteThe first thing I thought of was a person who'd died from drug overdose, whose sister was angry and grieving. Then I read the heading and noticed the photo. Talk about a strangely operating brain - mine, not yours. Now I want to know more about the narrator.
ReplyDeleteThe piece is deep and well written. Nice job.