I found them the summer I was eight.
The nest took up the entire space
inside the grill. It was a deep crater—
twigs and mud woven into the metal grates.
In the center were two blue eggs.
My mother told me they were robins’ eggs.

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Kathryn Cody is a freelance writer living in Lexington, Kentucky. Her work has been published in The Peralta Press, The Listening Eye, Urban Spaghetti, Inscape Magazine, The Pacific Review, Blood & Thunder, Mentress Moon, and other literary journals. She received honorable mention in the Best of Ohio Writers competition, and her latest endeavor is a creative nonfiction work in progress.

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