The Fox and the Crow — S. K. Nicholas

Waiting at a set of traffic lights, X turns her back against the wind, facing me with hunched shoulders. Despite her tucking it into her collar, her hair’s blown this way and that before reaching out as if to touch my skin, and when it does, I sniff its scent, and my inner blues diminish as […]

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