Abstract: The Hawk And The Pigeon

Abstraction
Written By Nik Curfman

A slight squawk overhead jerked my face upward just in time,

To be showered with grey and white down feathers.

And through the descending fuzz I caught sight of a hawk, talons full, flying toward the wood.

Pigeon for breakfast.

Nik Curfman

I am a writer and artist in the early stages of my trek. I spent 20 years trying to be who I thought I needed to be, and now I am running after who I am. Fearless Grit is my space to document and share the process. 

https://fearlessgrit.com
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