Passenger Moon

@skyloverpoetry
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Whoever you are, and however lonely,
look to the Passenger Moon
with her iridescent bronze feathers
and black-spotted wings, captured
on camera a century ago, and know:
none of us was built to last the famine.
You long for a hand to hold, don’t you?
No-one wants to be the last of their kind.


A Friday 55 for the old year in its death throes.

Ink, Pen & Paintbrush Illustration