Written Bird

I used to live in an apartment with low trees outside the window. Every morning I would wake to a raucous cacophony of crows. I was already a writer then.

A few years before, I was working on an epic poem while studying abroad on a remote campus outside greater London. I was already a writer then.

In high school, I entertained my English teacher with essays written about people from the perspective of an alien biologist. I was already a writer then.

When I was a kid, I used my parents' typewriter to try to bang out a really stupid movie script. I was already a writer then.