I had wings once in elementary school
at recess I’d let them unfold
feathers ruffled by the spring breeze
no one questioned them
no one told me to be more human
but still
I’d carefully tuck them back in
when we returned to class
shift myself into something normal
the wings faded away with puberty and
I didn’t miss them once they disappeared
but sometimes
I wonder if the devil fell before or after
forgetting how to fly
fallen angels [poem]
