Weighing the Straw – Part I
Dec 25th, 2009 | By William Crawford | Category: Series, Weighing the StrawWe were as close as the moth and the flame, the tongue and the bad tooth, back then.
We were as close as the moth and the flame, the tongue and the bad tooth, back then.
When I was 17 it was a very bad year.
The mourners reminded me of starlings, wings weighted down by the rain of ceremony, no longer volant; broken by a straw that only they, each one of them, knew the individual weight of.