In the sootsong, we lost
a myriad of birds
but every wingspan
speaks of freedom:
canaries sing even when caged.
at crossing paths,
i'm tired of self-reporting
flaws and intersections.
Keep your captchas,
I don't want
to verify if I'm human
About the Creator
M.
Half-time writer, all time joker. M. Maponi specializes in speculative fiction, and speculates on the best way to get his shit together.
Author of "Reality and Contagion" and "Consultancy Blues"
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