Poetry By Ahja

Will We Fly? Understand Birds don’t appreciate The skies as Much Instead They dive head first Into the intersection Of the highway Brush Feathers over eyelashes As we pray Cut Lips with beaks As we chant the songs Of children Fly Into the lines Of our hands, hunting For the soul light, the sun— Blood,... Continue Reading →

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