what she didn’t say
crept up behind her.
turned away from the light,
and found familiar company the same way she left it.
still in her flame,
releasing the skulls of yesterday,
trekking forward… and leaving the remains,
fully shed for sunrise.
I've come upon a time where it is a delicate, necessary requirement to give in to the invisible. Having shed so many skins, I find myself...
It is now illegal to be mean to me. Of course, I’m writing to myself when I say this. I’d become too comfortable with self-critique; it...
I teeter between worlds Leaving behind the dead leaves of my former self I can feel the fiery red impulse for what's next The moment I...
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