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.
Hi Anthony!
ReplyDeleteI just got caught up on your life! I just wanted to tell you I was thinking about you and have good thoughts towards you getting well. My brother-in-law is dealing with cancer right now and I keep thinking how it turns your whole life upside down! And I don't even have it, but listening to his wife talk about all the doctors and different opinions, and specialists, and different plans of attack, its enough to make anyone crazy. I'm glad you like Northwestern better than U of C. I think it helps to really trust who you are talking to. Anyway, I you were in my thoughts today, and I wanted you to know. Take care, maybe I'll see you around the neighborhood or we could do lunch one day soon!