
Episode #13
The language of crows (Marcella Boccia)
The language of crows (Marcella Boccia)<br /><br />They gather where the twilight fades,<br />black scribes upon the weary sky,<br />their voices stitched in broken shades,<br />a riddle sung, a last goodbye.<br />I hear them whisper, sharp and low,<br />in tones no lips have ever learned,<br />a tongue of sorrow, born of woe,<br />where every sound is lost, then burned.<br />They call to me, they chant my name,<br />as if they know the things I hide,<br />the secrets buried, burned in shame,<br />the silent grief I keep inside.<br />...

