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after You my muttering is a bird

amal alhomsi

the birds are here

only to prove us wrong

their quiet fluttering, slender

feathers against the bare

wind barely like carded wool

like feathers, insisting

they are more than the rough

skin of their bipedal ancestors

more than the chaos

of buried memories, their small

hearts quieter than a meteorite

beating i am

i am

i am

more than what you leave