~Wings~
that night
I found
your discarded and forgotten
wings
golden and green
the hopeful arch
of what was
now crumpled
and drunken
glitter
that now glitters
for no one
a tear
in the netting
faded
fake jewels
tarnished and faded
thrown
to the sidewalk
with hushed whispers
hidden
by purple shadows
a crumpled mosaic
in the brilliant cold
you can almost hear
the promise
of musical laughter
fading
and weaving
as the night darkens-Sarah Mahina Calvello-
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