Creational Mush

The crow was wearing a tuxedo and carried a walking stick to offset his top hat. Belting the blues with a voice turned to gravel from years of tobacco and alcohol, a spotlight followed his progress around the parking lot. Standing atop the cars to give his audience their view of him was taxing to the vehicle owners, given the crow’s six foot height and 200 pound weight. But they were little islands in an ocean of festivity, lost –perhaps […]