Hook 4

the feather-hook is a seed spiralling in the breeze, a false signal it mocks the mayhem of the caught moth down to its nub stone

its plane is a shell network of dried skin, veined even


it has a spine of sorts it mocks the mayhem of the caught moth down to its nub stone

Christine Murray

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the is a seed spiralling in the breeze,
it mocks the mayhem of the moth down to
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