[ The Afterfeathers ] Poem by Zyw Zywa

[ The Afterfeathers ]



The afterfeathers

are blown up in the wind, cold --


shivers down my spine.

Thursday, April 1, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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Collection 'From Sacred Scriptures'
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