Lillies

If I slice my heart open, you will see flowers sprout and roots sewing the pieces back together gently and softly. If I turn my back to you and offer up my spine as a fishing rod, you will see feathers nesting in between my bones. If I open up my palm and reach out…

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Alive and well*

My dreams are made of city lights and skyscrapers. They’re as high as the sun. They shine as brightly as the moon. And at night when all minds wander, my dreams explode with life. My dreams are bound to me, they cannot exist, they cannot breathe, and they cannot rise without me. I feed them…

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