[Feather, puzzle piece, button, key, screw, paper, Sacred Heart medal]
Augury
After church this morning there's a dove
on the rooftip; it flies northeast, and the Romans
would know what that means.
I believe it all, I'm afraid: cast bones,
crossed stars, the litany of saints.
Split me open and read the future.
Augury
After church this morning there's a dove
on the rooftip; it flies northeast, and the Romans
would know what that means.
I believe it all, I'm afraid: cast bones,
crossed stars, the litany of saints.
Split me open and read the future.
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