Spring Wildness

SPRING—Geese. Honking geese, Hissing geese, Red-tongue waggling geese. I take aim with my laser pointer. The pair does not exit to water. Anger, springs. I use words. Go to the island. That is your home. You are not welcome here. You are messy; you do not listen. You never fly south. You terrorize. Now up … Continue reading Spring Wildness