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
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
Victoria Dillard Daily 