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An open letter to my suburban neighbors on the state of my sanity

As written in free verse.

Yes, I talk to crows.
No, I am not losing my mind.
Crows are majestic creatures
Who understand me.
They also understand my daughter
Who talks to crows as well.
Caw caw,
Caw caw.

Photo by Kasturi Roy on Unsplash

By Jeffrey Pillow

Jeffrey Pillow is an American short story writer, memoirist, and poet. He is the author of The Lady Next Door. His writing has been published in Urge Magazine, The Nervous Breakdown, 16 Blocks, USA Today, Sports Illustrated, TheBody.com, New York Times, Washington Post, and Richmond Times-Dispatch.

He grew up in the small town of Phenix, Virginia, population: 200, and now lives in Charlottesville with his wife, two kids, and a dog named Mozzarella Cheese. He is a graduate of the University of Virginia where he was a Rainey Scholar. This is his blog.