Raptores Tilt
   Raptores Tilt   An animal. A bird. Or more precisely, a hawk.  I forgot how to write.  I forgot how to explain, expound, illustrate.  I forgot how to breathe and it took me a long time to learn not to forget that "e".  Not a breath but breathe; a very subtle yet easy mistake.  That hawk... it came back today and perched on my fence.  Maybe it was too aggressive a posture to be a perch?  More accurately, it might be described as a murder-tilt, swift to push off and mangle the unlucky creature below.  I imagined violent beak twitches deliberately crushing miniature bones, or whatever it is hawks do to kill their prey.  I imagined bits of fine short fur airborne.  I imagined a tiny little scream, loud and piercing.  
 
 
 
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