A wild turkey is quite the sight. A prehistoric head on a bounty of gorgeous feathers. A cry to shatter silence for all time. A ungainly dance. No epics written inspired by turkeys. Quite the meal, though.
After a day or so too many other marks to say what really happened She is back in the city now He has her lighter and some perfume torn pieces of paper
Crime Scene IX
Exigent circumstances fumbling on the moor She acquiesces then was cooking asks about fennel turns the timer over
cantankerous figure in the foreground a sliding about of the unmanned vehicle a slickness about the first post to the left her necklace missing
Crime scenes, redux
ReplyDeleteAfter a day or so too many other marks to say what really happened
She is back in the city now
He has her lighter
and some perfume
torn pieces of paper
Crime Scene IX
Exigent circumstances
fumbling on the moor
She acquiesces
then was cooking
asks about fennel
turns the timer over
cantankerous figure in the foreground
a sliding about of the unmanned vehicle
a slickness about the first post to the left
her necklace missing