Snowbird
Doris’ balcony bends toward the sea. She is in a high rise looking down at birds. Gulls scream and fly north to the next resort. All that’s left now are pigeons on the patio. They scavenge through the purpling decorative cabbage. She hasn’t seen a pelican yet, just the same birds she came here to get away from. They look like feathered cataracts in a kale eyeball. She sees a buried Titan with umbrellas for pectorals. He struggles to emerge from beneath the sodden November sand, beaten down by so many tenacious dog walkers. He has his eye on her.
Photo Credit: Jonah
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