vulture crouched
wings hunched
body contorts
senses open
Tag: birds
shadow of a bird
cast over my heart
and I knew it could steal it
and never drop me
the blackest wings
held me
cradled in feather ink
crow’s
i hear a raven’s
voice echoing
croaking
and cannot see him
but know he’s playing with me
divine mimicry
The Raven
surrounded herself
with crows.
He knew exactly
where to look.