Blue Bird

The bird flew in.

It was blue.

I killed it.

I wanted it to leave.

It didn’t belong in my house.

It frightened me.

It was the first thing I have ever seen die.

Death doesn’t linger.

Only shame.

That’s the truth.

VictoriaDillard Daily

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