Little Bird
By Jessica Otto
There is a little
bird
buried
somewhere
in my jaw.
Hollow out my marrow.
Archaeologists
haven’t found any trace
of damp feather
but they think
they are close to a wingtip.
Snag.
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Jessica Otto lives in Arkansas with her husband and many cats. She edits @trapezemag, a twitter zine of surreal and speculative fiction and poetry and is the author of two chapbooks: Wormwood (Ten Pages Press) and Swallowing Comets (Folded Word 2012).