Tag: Cats
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Catbird
I say you, and you are Wren on the fence. Tail straight up, so little. Proud, spunky, joyful. Your song shakes your body, needle beaked mouth wide open to the sky and singing singing singing your song. That swoopy flight with a whirring blur of little brown wings, after slow moths, sleepy flies, unlucky beetles.…
Truth and Malbec 