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For Now, the Birds

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Starting over is easier said than done. The question of ‘why bother?’ never quite goes away. Somewhere in the back of his mind, tiny-tinier-tiniest but never entirely gone, is a terrible temptation he doesn’t dare speak aloud.

Instead, Jona takes to feeding birds and telling them all about his days – the bad, the okay, and the rare highlights – vacillating wildly between survivor’s guilt and knowing they’d be glad for his freedom.

Bereft and broken young, yes; but not trapped in a gilded cage of fear and remorse, nor cut apart and burned up for strange powers.

Someday. But not yet.