It was clearly hurt. The pigeon’s wings were stretched across the sidewalk in a position that was almost graceful. It didn’t move as we approached. It stared at us and its little breast started pulsing in and out quickly. Terrified. It was a sunny day, sixty degrees, after a beautiful afternoon playing hooky in a park. Who am I kidding, I have nothing to play hooky from, except my own ambitions. I convinced a friend to play hooky on a Wednesday afternoon, so I felt the hookiness through her. But she had to get back to work, so we left. Then we came across the pigeon by the busiest intersection in Adams Morgan.
The pigeon is going to be okay
The pigeon is going to be okay
The pigeon is going to be okay
It was clearly hurt. The pigeon’s wings were stretched across the sidewalk in a position that was almost graceful. It didn’t move as we approached. It stared at us and its little breast started pulsing in and out quickly. Terrified. It was a sunny day, sixty degrees, after a beautiful afternoon playing hooky in a park. Who am I kidding, I have nothing to play hooky from, except my own ambitions. I convinced a friend to play hooky on a Wednesday afternoon, so I felt the hookiness through her. But she had to get back to work, so we left. Then we came across the pigeon by the busiest intersection in Adams Morgan.