a moth's foreleg twisted clean-off as the lithe embow of a ravished angel with broken skull after attempting woodcrawling; crimson-dyed traumafeathers with milky iridescent blood whose consistency is less drinkable than chewable;
floating ribs gut-hooked sideways and wrist-prodded by ungloved hands

I saw a goose today. We don’t talk about the war. 🪿 ⚔️ 🦆 #TraumaFeathers #DazzleLife ✨ #duck #goose #DuckDuckGoose