Suzan­nah V. Evans

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Quick as a Moth

Quick as a moth, rises the bird in the air, all rush of wings and glanc­ing of sun from black feath­ers. The small shell tucked in its beak, barely vis­i­ble, caught be­tween the bird’s breath and the sky, will re­mem­ber this mo­ment as a hur­tle to­wards earth, a vi­o­lence, a scream of air, a tum­ble, although the mem­ory will be short (a whis­per of a sec­ond of a minute) be­cause the land­ing will break it, crack the shell into glim­mers of white and blue and sil­ver, re­veal­ing slick mol­lusc which the bird’s tongue will slink into greed­ily, silk­ily.

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