Wednesday, April 29, 2009


(a comic by Matt D'Angelo)
(click to enlarge)


Practically a Bird

Tonight the wind was extraordinary.
I closed my eyes,
spread out my arms,
and pretended I was a bird
flying through the air.
I imagined looking down at the tops of the trees
and they looked like little green scrubs,
divided by dark grey lines
and small brown squares.
I wondered if birds
passed by other birds
when they fly through the air,
and if they had a system worked out
so they don’t run into one another.
I spent some time thinking about this
and a few other things about being a bird,
and then opened my eyes.
I had never felt so stuck to the ground before.

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