
black crow, cackles,
buzzards prowl, circling
predators in black on blue
cars swerve around roadkill,
a heap of fur, unrecognizable,
its death vapors rising
~kat~
I swerved ’round a dead skunk on the road this morning on my way to work, slightly smashed from tire treads, a fluff of black, red and white. The sky natives were restless. And so, another Cherita documenting life on the edge of drear.
I created a collage of the things I love most about the eclectic valley in the Blue Ridge Mountains that I call home. The quirky, the sprawling city with a small town vibe, the artsy culture, the mountain views in every direction and the century old neighborhood where I live….I’m quite fond of my home town. It’s a pretty cool place, and my entry for this week’s 






