POEM: Let The Caterpillar Go
A long feast of leaves and crawling in the garden. Hands big and curious scoop me up, Into a jar smudged with dirt. I hear fantasies of colourful wings and sunshine. Months of this, I’m so hungry for change. I don’t care if it will hurt. I wrap myself in silk. Dissolving, Reforming, Clawing my […]
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