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HATCHING

  • Nov 12, 2025
  • 1 min read

By Charlotte Murray


my

thumb

an anchor

for a tiny

hand   pale

and curled

as pupae   I

can’t imagine

any other use

for a thumb

now   the Burj

Khalifa of his

miniature

world   but he

has already

grown wings

and flown

away

 

 

 
 

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