Siku

  Aztec, Harvest Moon Eyes. Inky pupils, set in to a blizzard of a face. Carved snowstorm, with a plaintive cry. Beak lost in plumage- upturned canoe breaking waves, that surge through feathered currents. Swinging head to track pinprick movements, Feeling every swirl of air on her grey-flecked self.   Copyright Tom Tide 2018  …