gossip her nose flares wide sucking in what clings lily-clump news— Shadow was here, Fluff and Ricky, too when I nudge her along snout buried deep she stiffens her legs immovable 55 pounds demand to stay sighing, I wait my breath catches wren with a flapping insect settles on her hatchlings breakfast arriving stills their peeps— wouldn’t have noticed without Jazz needing gossip