
Feathers glossy,
pressed against the body,
black eyes reflecting
the sky and sea.
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-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees

Feathers glossy,
pressed against the body,
black eyes reflecting
the sky and sea.
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-Alina