roy herndon smith five a.m. patter of skittering squirrels on the roof above me reminds me i'm forever inside others' worlds later i get up and add these chittering words to the space the now quiet squirrels made
roy herndon smith five a.m. patter of skittering squirrels on the roof above me reminds me i'm forever inside others' worlds later i get up and add these chittering words to the space the now quiet squirrels made