Thud, the little bird fell,

the glass remained intact;

the bird was stunned.

He approached her filled with compassion,

wrapped her in a warm, beige towel,

held her close to his softly-beating heart.

He stayed that way for a few minutes as she came to;

alive.... Continue reading

Bat

It used to be

numb

inside me

until

It ripped free,

the bat

imprisoned

within me... Continue reading

By Natasha Devalia

for her hips sway

and fingers say

what lips may... Continue reading