Moleskine Pages- Birdsong

He spoke in bursts of birdsong...short notes of joy and misery. I fed him seed, worms and balls of bacon fat. The local crows saw through him. He was a fake...I only wish they'd shared this information...I would have flown away.

Moleskine Pages- She Had Power

She caught hoops most of her adult life. She loathed the overly confident, the pathetically pessimistic and the cheats. She made sure their hoops never found purchase. She had power.

Moleskine Pages- She Saw Them Coming

" With every fresh promise came a fresh wave of shame. With every Judas Kiss came a plague of microscopic germs ready for war. She'd missed out on basic training but went straight for advanced, underhand, served-cold buffet of revenge. He never saw her coming... She saw them coming...."