Parading

as the wings caught fire

and fire became flight and the dead
and fire became flight and the dead
and fire became flight and the dead
butterfly translated into smoke
butterfly translated into smoke
and something was released back into the wild
and something was released back into the wild
and untrained air where love is born —Caroline Bird
and untrained air where love is born
—Caroline Bird

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