Here is the door of my mom's house, well-remembered childhood portal. Here is the yard, and a set of wires that runs… — Dan Chaon Copy Share Image
“So many birds sitting around, on a dead wire, a bare branch, a cold ground, a drifting seashore; never realizing the glory… — Anthony Liccione Copy Share Image
If there was two birds sitting on a fence, he would bet you which one would fly first. — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
