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Moths drink the tears of sleeping birds,
and I do not think of phantom planets or my place
in the empty sky but of you and me,
your gaze hungry on my mouth, on my bared throat.

Moths drink the tears of sleeping birds,
and we are in between post offices,
ascending, descending, being delivered into the dimming light,
luggage at our feet, in the silver fillings of my teeth.

Moths drink the tears of sleeping birds,
my letters infused with bottled tears, your perfume
in my nose, in between my thighs,
my legs bent like a bird’s, holding you close, holding you within.

Moths drink the tears of sleeping birds,
your mouth on my wound. Nights watching your retreating back,
moths flying in the night, light as snow,
their wings startling, leaving soot like a birthmark, like a blaze.

Moths drink the tears of sleeping birds,
and I am always there, on my knees,
my mouth open like a baby bird’s
waiting for benediction.
—  Crystal Vega-Huerta, “Moths” (italicized line taken from Rebecca Solnit who took it from someone else)
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Rimi’s Hyper B-Cannon, anti-personnel variant.

She’s capable of launching a more powerful version meant for taking down large vehicles and such, but that’s for another time…!

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This took quite awhile to make but I kinda like how it turned out..!

This is also kinda my first time seriously making a full color comic page so a few things may look a little wonky…