taraneh

The chicken wakes up Like she does every morning, To the sounds of his husband"s screams. Sat in the dark, on the eggs she is warming, She closes her eyes and dreams Of walking to Memphis Becoming a dentist Anything but this. I mean, she likes her life as a mother and wife but Is that, all she is? She stares out the window. The very next morning the chicken decides to Make her escape, get a taste of freedom.