Beth Morey Quotes
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I feel the spring breeze rufflingthe new-hatched damp of my unfurlingfeathers; I see with eyes bleary from egg-darkthe shell clinging sticky to my screamingbeak. (Beth Morey Quotes)
We have forgotten what night tastes like, salted by full moon silver rupturingthe dark. we have forgotten how the skin sings when the lunar fervor unfurls across its follicles. (Beth Morey Quotes)