birds – Jordyn Saelor

Silence of the things

Eyes watched us from the sparse trees, belonging to bodies too still to distinguish from the dappled shadows

The tips of my toes drown in the bathtub do you think hawks get lonely, when their main relationship is predator eats prey? a hawk, a pigeon, and a hummingbird flock into a bar my roommate’s getting on my nerves, taking out her day job on me if this book flops, what’ve I got toContinue reading “frag”

January 19th, 2022/surreal dream logic

Today’s Prompt: Write about something mysterious. Vague. Soft. Paintings of gray birds peel from the wallpaper. I dream the whole flock of paper painted birds crowds around the window well and begs for their freedom. I dream the pain in my lower back from sleeping sideways will either sprout to angel wings or horrific, skeletalContinue reading “January 19th, 2022/surreal dream logic”

January 3rd, 2022/by the night birds

My mother told me we were never meant to fly.
I proved her wrong by walking from the edge of a cliff and finding my wings mid plummet, before the river rapids at the bottom. This is how I end.