blackest feather.

the blackest feather

in the sky chokes

delirium to the stars;

our bodies glaze white under the willows,

and water sat her mistress

of spindrift wombs, the sun

fed the death tree; give our bones

the wispy velvet vein

of our blood,

becoming mother.

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Written for the dVerse prompt: “Show us your skywriting by penning a poem of exactly 44 words, including some semblance of the word sky.”

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