Drifting Turkey


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		Drifting Turkey It happened again on Thanksgiving Day I lost my limbs and began floating down the stairs with hands like ice and a sponge for a brain. Auto pilot kicked on all feelings were gone. Dad said something, poked me my cue to giggle. I chopped potatoes by the sink. All the while lying in my white room with a stuffed cat and a bouquet of fresh lilacs. Copyright Heather Prudence Davis