Baby Birds

By Aaron Ferro

Two youngsters who find themselves in an existential funk seek ways to alleviate their worries. Each has a way of coping but cannot seem to grasp anything lasting that would alleviate these problems, that is, until they meet. Although they start at opposite ends of the spectrum, somehow they come together. All it takes is one night together for their lives to ultimately change.

For each stage of the characters development, there are ideal poems that express feelings and relative events. These poems are the fundamental material that inspired the creation of this short story and are meant to connect people and inspire the fulfillment of our desires.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Oct 6, 2014
• ISBN: 9781499080483

Aaron Ferro

Aaron Ferro studied film and philosophy at the University of Rhode Island. The inspiration for this book came from his experiences there as well as a series of backpacking ventures. He is a method writer whose mission it is to explore the childlike sense of wonder that he believes is innate within all people. He thinks it important to express ourselves and pursue all we wish to accomplish no matter how seemingly unattainable or unorthodox.

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Baby Birds

Aaron Ferro

Copyright © 2014 by Aaron Ferro.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Rev. date: 10/02/2014

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Contents

Dedication

Introduction

Part 1 Realities

1

2

3

4

Part 2 Diversions

1

2

3

4

5

Part 3 Becoming

1

2

3

4

5

A Kid’s Catharsis

Eyes Speak Pages

Sure Thing

Dwell On Thoughts Of You

Blight To My Blossom

Holy Water In A Broken Bowl

Temporary Fix

Dreams Of Ambrosia

A View

Daddy

Flame

Possibiblity

Snowman

Mystery Woman

Sex Is Death

Minstrel

A Cherry Blossom Pettle

Of The Matter

Cogito Ergo Sum

Painted

On The Bus

Human

Zombie Nation

Significance In Time

Talk Over Tea

My Kingdom Is Not Of This World

Beware the Apocalypse

Anomaly

The Gardener

Divinity

Unconscious

Wanderer

Life’s Dance, Death’s Kiss

Sedative

Armistice

Littoral

Dedication

To all of those I have come to meet.

Without you these interesting events in

My life would not have occurred. You have

All, in some way or another inspired me

To record each reality.

Introduction

There comes a time in our lives, especially the early years,

That we seek to define our character. When our choices and

Actions deceive us and cause deviation from our desired selves,

We search for change. Change being the paramount function

Of our volition, allows us to become whatever we imagine. The

Only variable is the decision, rather the faith to make the initial leap.

Let us jump baby birds, shall we fall or fly?

Part 1

Realities

"I am only wise in the regard that I know

What I do not know."

-Socrates-

1

The woman runs through a darkening forest with the intensity of a red caped Spaniard in a bull fight. As the sun dips below the horizon she resolves to a silhouette, weaving through the contrast of fading light.

Are they still behind me? She thinks while trying to avoid the sea of trees ahead. The sound of stampeding increases in volume and frequency. They can't be that close, she had a major head start. How could they have caught up so quickly?

She notices a cluster of bushes coming up on her left; maybe she could lose them. It would be difficult given their diligence but there aren't many options. Within seconds she plants her right foot and pivots, taking a hard left into the thick bush, diving below eye level.

Slowing her breathing and calming her thoughts, she awaits imminent capture or sweet freedom; two extremes that magnify with each rhythmic cadence of the forest floor. They come within feet of the thicket. The moment of truth has come. Just as she was about to spring