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At an Intersection Named After an English King and a Saint
Six Sentence Story: Part 32.2

1964: The Nature of Things, Part 2

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July 1964: A Conversation with a Crow

If I, having only seen your coal-black wings that scoop out great portions of sky (I say to the crow, Cerberus) who would guess you are able to land on such skinny-pin legs.

And Cerberus say, “… they are enough as they need to be.”

And if I, having not seen for myself how those skinny-pin legs bend backwards, how would one know what direction you come from?

And Cerberus answers, ” … they bend as they need to.”

And if I, having only seen little fork-like marks on the sand, how would one assume that those claw-tracks were from talons that run on the wind.

And Cerberus says, “…I am a broad, black winged carrion of despair in the air, but a common crow in your tree with thee.”

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