A NEW Thirteen Myna Birds Flock has finally arrived!

Hello from Thirteen Myna Birds!

"Voice turned screechy, my soft hands, now hard claws - in the stations of silence, the static in between channels - The rain drizzles on - to be content to exist for however long - longer than the moth who burns itself out in light - she wears an officer’s silver jumpsuit, laser gun in her belt - and I explode inside - My face has changed to skull-bone, covered in a hard shell - the moment I put the pen to it the page bursts into flames - Lost in a burned prairieland - sidewalk rubbish floating up at ya like attack-ghosts - a wall that needs to be fed Blood - A tiny white flower blooms Against all the dark noises..."

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It has been quite a while since a new Thirteen Myna Birds flock has arrived, but better late than never, I hope.

Within this new Thirteen Myna Birds flock, you can Spring into poetry and visual art by MISH - read some poetry by John Andrew Fredrick and listen to some music from his band, the black watch - and read some poetry by Holly Day, Wayne F Burke, Alexandra Dark, Yuan Changming, and James Moran.

Look, listen, and read it all HERE - https://13myna.blogspot.com/

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(I'm also semi-tentatively thinking that instead of waiting months for the next new Myna Birds update, I might continually add a few new poems to this flock within the Poetry Month of April. This new flock of 21 creative contributions will stay up AT LEAST throughout the whole month of April, but additional poems might join the flock throughout that month.)

Purple Elephant by MISH