Theater and Acting

29 June 2016

Writing practice. Feather. 90 seconds.

Feather, float. We need each other to flee. Fly away from here where we carry the weight of the world to the mountain alps where I know Miguel, my mountain lion, waits for me with his paws sure and steady, heartbeat echoing through eras and generations of several incarnations until we are truly joined together. So fly me away, bear me away

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