280: Angel Wings and Stardust

You pull him close in private

and wrap your arms around his waist.

You stand in silence just behind him

so he can't observe your face.

If he saw you smiling, he would also have to see

the fangs and claws you're hiding

when he looks straight at your face.

He would have to notice

that there's more than hollow bones and feathers:

centuries of hiding

your kinship with the Furies;

he thinks you're angel wings and stardust

because he still can't see your face.

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Written by: Katrine Hjulstad

Instagram: @katrinehjulstad

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