the owl 
by Sara Matson 

mahogany bones         stacked
ventricular hollows

echo when snapped
fine grit                        thick

breath coating each

others                          tongues

while glossy lidded

origami eostrix

            perched

            watching

w/ encrusted legs

a beautiful                    human

shower fold

orange juice

swirling

around the clutch         pulp

violating vintage

porcelain w/
absurd                         stain

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