Shed.

You have to shed your Summer skin, darling, you have to wiggle out.

You have to accept the warmth that makes you glow is now the steely kisses from the coming snow.

Leave the too tight skin behind and turn your face up to the burning winter lights. Take the sharpened edge of Eden and forge on into these darkest nights.

Darling, you are made of the carbon that makes the stars. The dust that makes them spark is the dust that is inside you, trying to spark your heart.

Dearling, you won’t forget the sun, she was kind and soft and cradled you when you came undone. Now, the sharpness is going to recarve your bones and angle your brow. The Moon and the dark are your only soldiers, now.

Dear heart, leave that skin in your lovely untarnished past. Too much has shaped you to carry that dead outer skeleton here. There are too many night times you’ll have to face to bring them along, my dear.

Darling, you’re braver when Winter comes from Fall. Your armor sparkles in that piercing Winter air. Darling, leave that Summer skin behind because to the Winter it isn’t fair at all.

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4 thoughts on “Shed.

  1. “Darling, you are made of the carbon that makes the stars. The dust that makes them spark is the dust that is inside you, trying to spark your heart.” – The whole piece is beautiful but those two lines are phenomenal.

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