Thursday, July 22, 2010

Embodiment
Written Monday, May 26th, 2008

Embodied
Here I am lying in the snow as it melts into droplets, that absolve into the warmth of the earth.
And I am left here to die.

Swift
I flash past you, and all you feel is a light breeze floating above your fingertips
And then I am gone.
Forever.
Goodbye.

Alycia Dort

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