Wind-washed petals
Star of Bethlehem
Straying in the current
until
The edges fray
Fold in on themselves and become something unintended
Crimson prisms
Intimate prisons of light
Each petal violently different than the last
Apr 3
Apr 3, 2026 at 9:29 AM UTC
Wind-washed petals
Star of Bethlehem
Straying in the current
until
The edges fray
Fold in on themselves and become something unintended
Crimson prisms
Intimate prisons of light
Each petal violently different than the last
In memory of a patriot that saved the world, 192X - 1964
