Poetry

Wing

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Altered phases of transformation. A

flap of a wing changes the whole narrative. I

wake up in a dream. That’s my family and they

don’t recognize me. Lucid. Am I the dreamer?

Am I the wind underneath the wing?


Photography by David Werbrouck

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