Umbraphile.

Long before we were born,

the universe carved us from the stars.

Life struggles were mapped before us,

like yarn stretched between wooden pegs.

Intersections and constellations and introductions

attractions and revelations and liberations.

Hair flaming in the wind

fingers stretched towards the sky,

the dragon swallowed her sun.

And finally,

she could breathe again.

 

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