While he was straining and thrashing, his friend Felicia landed softly beside him. “Why have you left your room?” she asked. “The whole flock is worried about you.”
“I’m flying the coop,” Ignatius announced.
“Not until you learn technique,” Felicia said. “I’ll show you.”
Ignatius tried to follow Felicia’s fluid lifting motion but could not approach it.
“This is totally absurd,” Ignatius said and flapped away. “I am going to my room.”
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Problem Child offers an alternative medium for publication of poetry, prose, artwork, essays, and other creative media by semi-annually publishing the Problem Child Literary Magazine. Problem Child aims to publish and promote individual original thought by creating and hosting a creative community.