He plants his feet stubbornly, adopting what he must think is an heroic post. He's just begging for a pigeon to fly by and relieve itself.
Libba BrayAll the small, simple, conscious acts of living a sudden defense against the dying we do every day.
Libba BrayIt is funny how you do not miss affection until it is given, but once it is, it can never be enough; you would drown in it if possible.
Libba Bray