Someone stole the cage. “We’re better off without,” you say. The crow on your shoulder doesn’t speak. It knows what you are.
Michelle Fee lives in the mountains, sometimes, and writes what she finds there.
32
by Michelle Fee
by Michelle Fee
Someone stole the cage. “We’re better off without,” you say. The crow on your shoulder doesn’t speak. It knows what you are.
Michelle Fee lives in the mountains, sometimes, and writes what she finds there.