quill
Feb. 7, 2025
the language of retreat
stubborn swept-back quills longing for fingers
The world is full of reaching,
and I am tucked into the hollow.
I fold myself into the hush of my head to tail ( to head to tail.)
Feb. 7, 2025
stubborn swept-back quills longing for fingers
The world is full of reaching,
and I am tucked into the hollow.
The world is full of reaching,
and I am tucked into the hollow.
I fold myself into the hush of my head to tail ( to head to tail.)
©2025 yvonnedoll
©2025 yvonnedoll