Pigeons
The Magazine
Floating on the bubbly foam of her extra hot latte is a wilting tulip pattern that looks like the wounded black bird she saw lying dead by the fountain yesterday.
About
Contributor
DS Levy
DS Levy writes from the Midwest. A graduate of the Bennington Writing Seminars, Levy’s work has appeared in the Alaska Quarterly Review, Little Fiction, Columbia, Carolina Quarterly, and others.
