Butterfly Burning by Mapule Mohulatsi | Poetry Potion
[tabs tab1=”Poem” tab2=”Poet Bio”] [tab id=1]I am a butterfly burning. My wings are strangely stitched, tattered at the corners and hard to breathe My weight is of a flying feather fluttering to be painted in landscapes. Burning, Wounded. A butterfly burning in the bloodied heat of a collectors bloodied feet. My wings are stitched to … Continue reading "Butterfly Burning by Mapule Mohulatsi"
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