Bluebird -- poetry by Inseo Yang
last night, my mom whispered her run to my half-awakened ears. her tears, my inborn holy water, soothed me and her whimpers rushed me back to sleep, where I dreamt about feeding a bluebird a piece of expired sour patch. the bird didn’t die but ascended, until a plane struck it
then a soggy blue feather landed down on my hands, its edge dyed in red which the bird had shed
in pain, i woke up crying,
only quieter than my mom.
Inseo Yang is a seventeen year old poet from Redding, Connecticut. Her work has been recognized by the Alliance for Young Artists & Writers and can be found in Synchronized Choas Journal and elsewhere. She is a poetry editor of Parallax Online, an online literary journal at Idyllwild Arts Academy. She has a strong belief in activism through words.