Pocket Fiction

Sunshine

Published June 7, 2017 in I Don't Even Know , LA Stories - 0 Comments

Sunshine

The finches were bold, flying into the window glass, trying to get inside.

There were 4 or 5 on the porch, looking for a way in.

What did they want?

What we all want. Safety and peace.

A place to raise a family away from the feral cats of the world seeking to remove our faces.

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