Small Conceits

Musings. Stories. Poems.

Collective Noun

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Black shadows gather,
a feathered corpse on the road,
a mourning of crows.

Author: Denise

I'm Denise. I'm a dog lover, a nature fanatic, a hiker, and a future yurt-dweller. I believe that stories lurk in all the tiny moments that make up our everyday lives. They wait, curled into themselves, until someone finds them and jailbreaks them, leading them out into the light. I have a flashlight. Follow me!

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