Wednesday, April 16, 2025

Invisible Ribbon

She came out of the air, a rosebud trampled into the dust of the sky

the bird flew like it walked along an invisible ribbon

Pigeons used to be doves, long ago

I see them sitting on the roof of the steeple

sunning themselves

when they land

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