At first glance, a hawk.
No, wait. A white head, and tail.
A Bald Eagle soars.
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Lyla May
an aspiring writer, poet, and artist <3 thank you for your support
Smart phones, Humans and Aliens.
WARNING. I will be tapping into one of your favorite creative tensions: The absurdity of humans worshipping their glowing rectangles as if they were tiny oracles. There’s something deliciously poetic about that contradiction, and it lends itself beautifully to an instructive proviso.
By Novel Allen4 days ago in Poets
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I used to look toward the sky for an eagle. I love their wings when they fly.