CCC#084
29.04.2026
In response to Crispina Kemp’s photo prompt: https://wp.me/p2SxtL-aQu
Wrong Crowd
The pigs dig deep—snouts busy with secrets in the soil, mud their language, earth their truth.
Inside the fence,everything makes sense.
Except…
her.
Feathers bright, feet clean, standing just outside like she missed the memo—or chose to ignore it.
She watches them with that sideways glance, half curious, half amused.
They don’t look up. They don’t notice what’s beyond their borders.
But she does.
Freedom isn’t always loud. Sometimes it’s a quiet step beyond the line no one else questions.
They call it not belonging.
She calls it having options.
© Maggie – The Afterlove Voice ⚖️♾️🦉
With love
— Maggie
The Afterlove Voice 💫
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