The chicken As i was walking down Station Street early one Sunday morning, I saw a chicken a few yards ahead of me. I was walking faster than the chicken, so I gradually caught up. By the time we approached Eighteen Avenue, I was close behind. The chicken turned south on Eighteen. At the fourth house along, it [...]
Monthly Archives: January 2012
Under a restless sky
The day I came back. Little gift from the grey city, not so nostalgic then…
