“Hearing a crow with no mouthCry in the deepDarkness of the night,I feel a longing forMy father before he was born.”
“The last thing he ever said to me was, 'Just always be waiting for me, and then some night you will hear me crowing.”
“He doesn’t have sex with sheep—he sleeps with scapegoats. He is my father, and I haven’t seen him since before I was born.”
“... I could feel a nostalgia for the evening already setting in, a longing for the existence of this night building before my eyes.”
“He thinks the sun comes up just to hear him crow.”
“I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me.”