My Pushcart nominated story “Mrs. Pigeon’s Nest” in Lamplit Underground begins, “There is no banging on the door because Mrs. Pigeon has no door…”
Ten years ago I saw a photo of a city pigeon’s nest. It looked even sadder than the photo above. I knew I wanted to write about what it must be like to try to raise a family in this environment, but it took ten years for the story to show itself.