Thrown against the wall fragility will not find home in my bones I have picked myself up from the hardwood more times than you could understand. the moon has traced my tears as they fell down the golden, cracked floral and lace, carefully absorbing them into its tides. a controlling force in itself —
I became her.
This time, I say hello to you in a different light. a light that is my own as my strength shoves through you in waves… a power that sweeps you off your feet.