Mikhail Quijano
photography, poetry, fashion, art and other musings
12 July 2009
Growing up
Just a few moments ago, my nephew Marcus came up to me excited.
"Tito Mike, we have a new pet! It's a chicken and it can fly!"
"Chickens can't fly, Marcus."
"Yes they can, it's flying on its own outside!"
He walks away. Right then and there, I felt like the worst uncle ever.
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