Airborne                                                                                                             —Devon Balwit

Hello, my ghost, my conjoined twin. Hello, beak and nictitating membrane. Hello, egg calcified in secret cloaca, yolk an albumen-swaddled flame. Hello, naked nestling, fledged to preen, barbs smoothed along vane. Hello, puff-pouched strut, bob, and mantle, the spread-winged seining of thermal and upgust. First, let us flare in a far-flung flock, then tuck heads beneath wings, together to roost, to brood, to regurgitate fine castings.    


Devon Balwit

Devon Balwit is a teacher/poet living in Portland, OR. She has two chapbooks—How the Blessed Travel (Maverick Duck Press) and Forms Most Marvelous (forthcoming with dancing girl press). Her recent poems have appeared or are forthcoming in: The Cincinnati Review, The Almagre Review, The Stillwater Review, The Tule Review, Red Earth Review, The Aeolian Harp Folio Anthology, The Free State Review, Front Door, Cease Cows, Peacock Journal, and Eunoia Review.

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