by Simone Weatherspoon
Not captured, but imprisoned.
Not abused, but corrected.
Not normal, but criminal.
A longing for the unattainable. To reach beyond
my grasp. The world is small when you put it in a cage. 74 more words
by Sameer Khan
“Another one bites the dust,” Mother Bird chirps morosely as her third child becomes a victim to learning how to fly.
The rest of the birds, which just so happens to be two left, all face gloom over the death of their siblings. 404 more words