Poem: Space

She is counterpoint to my supernova, I am a brilliant point of light burnt out before my time and she is the only thing I am holding onto as I blaze through existence. She is my solar system. briefly I outshine her mere moments pass but she is my gravity …

NaPoWriMo – Day 15

It’s warm around my finger, silver around skin around flesh around bone. It imprints on my soul through letters engraved deep into the metal and deep into me. Through skin, and blood, and borne of love and days to come. Accept it. I accept. It shines and shouts in sunlight …