Vultures [Poetry]
Lexi Markham
December 23, 2024
Vultures can smell frying flesh and Charred cells they descend from heaven on wings carrying death coasting over the waves of souls rising They hover
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Vultures can smell frying flesh and Charred cells they descend from heaven on wings carrying death coasting over the waves of souls rising They hover
Trees claw,/ Birds crow,/ Stuck in the mud -/I have to go.
