Phyllis *the distractible’s Reviews > Feathered > Status Update

Sometimes when I see his picture, I feel like flying out my front door and never looking back.

Like if she sits and stares for long enough, a job will magically appear.

When I get scared or the loneliness comes over me, I run my fingertip over the tiny scar and dream about the day the rest of my feathers will grow in.
That’s the day I’ll fly away from here.