Monday, January 1, 2018

~Wild~

a hopeful
coin
night time medicine
I have outgrown
something with no
name or
direction

exciting and wild
dandelions in
the moonlight
when I
close my eyes
honey and shortbread
don't let
anyone tell you
you're just
a weed

never be
ashamed of
a scar
it just means
you were stronger
then whatever
tried to
hurt you

shed the past
like snake skin
layers upon layers
of unkept
misplaced desire

wild cherry
roses
growing to
swaying to
golden light
make peace
with your
broken pieces

~Sarah Mahina Calvello~

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