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- The Lesson For Today

The lesson for today is; stay away from crazy eyes and those that seek to hammer nails into my head. When it gets too much, I sing the blues.

Moleskine Pages - Bullets

As the kisses stopped, their hearts hardened and shrunk into two lead bullets that could kill winged creatures. Crows and ravens escaped unharmed but angels didn't.

Moleskine Pages - Intestines, Kidneys and Babies

She wore her hearts on the surface, along with her intestines, kidneys and babies. Danger under wrote her every step. Sadness scratched and clawed to find a way in, and it usually did.