World With Wings that was us once, though when you said “pair bonding” and told me what it meant, it just felt like a caution and a reckoning were due: in the pastels were each other’s bodies we’d started tiring of being with, our world the wild and garish colours of what wasn’t possible, what we didn’t want anyway but these were all beside the point-- we should not have been a pair, and whatever bonding was there was done out of fear and loneliness and despair and the only flying in the picture was fated to be in opposite directions to opposing poles where i could tell them i’d served twelve years of a life sentence, this jailbird did Garth Ferrante This poem was written as part of the surprise ekphrastic challenge on birds. Garth Ferrante is a complete unknown who teaches, writes, and makes games out of challenging his own creativity. He writes because he loves to, because he finds meaning and purpose in it, because if he didn’t, life would be lifeless.
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