"Maiden Voyage" by Sara Cosgrove
- Roi Fainéant
- 4 days ago
- 1 min read

In honor of the arbitrary hierarchy
I am pleased to announce that,
even though we are lost at sea
with no butcher no baker no candlestick maker,
we can explore newer, drier lands to
scrape linoleum
dig for time capsules
hunt for books we should’ve read years ago
about regal moons and amethyst mountains
to see what we missed
because we didn’t understand…
The birds in their nests
with their blue eggs
and blue wings
sing their best songs
for the conquerors.
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