this morning #2168.

this morning, the baby bird on the sidewalk is almost gone. end of an era. i’ve been walking past its lifeless body every single day for the last three weeks. when i first looked down & saw it there, it was slightly shocking. a tiny bird struck down way before its prime. since then, as its color drained away & decay took over, i wondered what happened in those moments in between those moments when we crossed paths. the sun & rain likely played large parts in breaking its body down. a stray neighborhood cat must’ve contributed to the cause. wait…do cats eat the birds they murder or do they just hunt them for sport? when it comes to this particular bird, i guess it doesn’t matter anymore.