Dominik Slusarczyk 

Another Tear

We made more.
We ate more.
We become 
More person for
Our mothers to love.

Magical Murder

The power flowers
Flutter as she sleeps.
They sing a 
Sweet song that
Beats blue wings.
When she wakes she
Takes the prettiest petal.
The deformed flower
Cries all night and
Then it dies.

Flights, Issue Eight, March 2023