Compassion Fatigue

My friend the creeper is back, in case you were wondering. The name’s Creeper. Brown Creeper. ‘Tis the season apparently. Thankfully, she/he/they – I haven’t inquired as to the bird’s preferred pronouns – doesn’t seem obsessed with flinging her/his/itself against my bedroom window repeatedly, nor does she/he/they seem fond of singing at the top of […]