Underworld Mending

Underworld Mending

A Poem by Onoma

a raven is stitched as
with the leatherbound
trackwork of a baseball.
its beak is like a mangled
dagger, resembling uncut
fingernails for a lifetime.
its eyes are enlarged tapioca 
balls, bursting milky residue.
it perches on tree roots--as
it suckles on soil and attempts
to rip its wings from underworld
mending.

© 2024 Onoma


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Added on April 4, 2024
Last Updated on April 4, 2024

Author

Onoma
Onoma

NY