Angels by JR Solonche


They do not need them for flight,
the wings, but instead
flaunt them for our sake.

We need them to need them,
so we can know how they
vanquish the earth,

how they, as we cannot, resist by rising
above all the trite temptations
of the world.

The true difference between us
is the face,
without blemish,

without age’s crease,
with only that tiny smile,
that tiny seed of wings.

by JR Solonche

Editor’s Note: This poem speaks of angels as the opposite of what most people wish, and the subtle creepiness is entirely convincing by the last line.


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