Poetry

The Birds: The Bird

written by Wes Civilz February 26, 2016

A robin bangs
his head against
the window
beside my bed

over and over
and over and
over again. I
am like that.

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Wes Civilz lives next to a dusty cactus in Tucson, Arizona. His writing has appeared or is forthcoming in The Antioch Review, The Threepenny Review, [PANK], Entropy, and The Green Mountains Review. His website is wescivilz.com.

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