SNOW FOLLOWS GULLS

Listen. If you are in the thick of it, listen. Now look. The gulls are where it’s at. The snow is on their tails. If the Met Office hooked up with the RSPB, they’d get it right. If they were here, they’d understand. At every window birds are singing. Three days back, one flew straight at the glass as if to impersonate a snowball. This is what snow does. It plays with the minds of birds, and birds with it. The drifts form nests and lay Siberian goose eggs that contain only the whites.

Yokelessness.

This is the saddest I’ve felt for a long time.

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  1. Medical Jobs on June 15th, 2010 6:22 am

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