Etiket: Rotkat
Column | Rotkat – NRC
A dead blackbird lay in the middle of the sidewalk. One wing spread, not a trace of blood. “Rotkat,” I said, just a little too loudly. A neighbor woman cycling…
A dead blackbird lay in the middle of the sidewalk. One wing spread, not a trace of blood. “Rotkat,” I said, just a little too loudly. A neighbor woman cycling…