Underworld MendingA Poem by Onoma
a raven is stitched as
with the leatherbound trackwork of a baseball. its beak is like a mangled dagger, resembling uncut fingernails for a lifetime. its eyes are enlarged tapioca balls, bursting milky residue. it perches on tree roots--as it suckles on soil and attempts to rip its wings from underworld mending.
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Added on April 4, 2024 Last Updated on April 4, 2024 Author
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