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step into the fire.

step into the fire.

a decade descends into yesterday’s ashes, minutes moving rapidly despite the debris you say we must push forward, that the lesson is in the journey, that each second brings clarity even when the dawn is gray and smoke-stained because time is a phoenix but i am not...
i am under her spell.

i am under her spell.

i watched her waking from hibernation, neither ghost nor girl but hovering somewhere in between, a born wildflower drifting so i taught her to dance in rays of sunlight, to run beneath the rain and now, she is anointed with energy, illuminated from within she goes up...
we’ll all revel in the blaze

we’ll all revel in the blaze

i watched her rise from the ashes you left her in dressed in golden stars, adornments plucked from the heavens she wears them like war paint, a firewalker fueled by the power of a thousand suns, a heat aching to ignite — i call her phoenix and one day, she’ll burn...