12/31/2008

pals

pigeons. what do you think of when you see a pigeon? is it rat with wings? is it poop on my head? is it great telephone pole photo-op?
i love pigeons and when i see clouds of them circling in the sunrise or one laying dead in the road i think of how hard the life of a pigeon must be. they live on the streets eating what they can, sleeping where they can, constantly avoiding imminent danger. pigeons have a struggle similar to the homeless in a way. detested wonderment you'd rather not have to look at, city blocks make a tough nest.
so today's joy was found through a glimpse of compassion from dirty hand to raggedy wing. a perilless pair indeed but a safe one still.

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