02-07-2015, 07:28 AM
Congratulations on the publication, merc darling. When I first read this poem, I wanted to comment on it, but didn't want to do so with tears streaming down my face, and I was already looking pretty insane to all my family staying with me close to xmas...so I withdrew from it. It's strange because reading ray's carrion crows' nuts two days ago had me reminiscing about some of my favorite pet birds over the years (one was a crow named Pegleg) and Barny the owl...after re-reading this just now I had to take 3 grapes to the limestone marker of Barny's grave because they were always his favorite snack and he could only have 3 a day because 4 would give him diarrhea.
Rambling now, but I have known people that have moved nothing more than the dirt it takes to bury them their whole lives, and you have moved more in just one poem.
Rambling now, but I have known people that have moved nothing more than the dirt it takes to bury them their whole lives, and you have moved more in just one poem.