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Song of the Red-Legged Birds: Failed Xmas Epilogue
Holly was gripping a gingerbread man cookie by its arms. A protruding belly kept her from the other potential targets of her wrath by about a foot. The…
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Song of the Red-Legged Birds: CUTTING ROOM FLOOR
The talk show piece
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October 2023

September 2023

Song of the Red-Legged Birds: Chapter 43: Mostly apologies
A sonorous hum filled the air like a thousand monks chanting in unison under a needy, crimson sky.
Song of the Red-Legged Birds: Chapter 42, Part 3: The old man fell
No one will ever believe this. The trees said we should leave a written record though.
Song of the Red-Legged Birds: Chapter 42, Part 2: The old man fell
The GTO devoured the winding road skirted with trees, a hint of breeze whistling through a crack between rubber and window pane. The steady beat of the…
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Song of the Red-Legged Birds: Chapter 42, Part 1: The old man fell
But mission number one, the one you need to prioritize, is looking out for you. I ain’t never gonna stop a person whose takin care of their own…
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Song of the Red-Legged Birds: Chapter 41, Part 2: Only hard feelings
A mirrored disco ball came into view from the top of the screen, reflecting his exuberance in its hundreds of tiny panes.

August 2023

Song of the Red-Legged Birds: Chapter 41, Part 1: Only hard feelings
Although he’d stopped shivering from the cold air, he began to tremble. He’d run. He was alone. And, he knew they’d try to find him.
Song of the Red-Legged Birds: Chapter 40: I love that dirty water
"I want a goddamn miracle. I want a buzzer-beater, a Hail Mary, a grand slam with two outs in the ninth, pick your shitty sports metaphor!”
Song of the Red-Legged Birds: Chapter 39: Afterlife sentence
Without a word, he walked over to Bodhi, grabbed him by the throat, and put him on the ceiling.
Song of the Red-Legged Birds: Chapter 38: I'm on a plane
Careen pulled up a news story about a terrorist who blew up a floor of the Prudential building. She handed it to Luke. He scanned it, eyes widening in…
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