By Yash Seyedbagheri Crows gather on the frozen pond, pecking at the ice. Dinnertime. They peck left and right, cawing, beaks circling their domain. I clutch hole-ridden mittens, coldness rushing. My sister Nan waits, wanting to know if I found any coins today. Or dollar bills. Legs wobble. The sky shimmers pale blue and white, … Continue reading Counting Crow
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