Changes

Good changes. The best kind. You get to work, work, and never think. You get so busy that you don’t have the time to be sad or to remember anything. Remembering is human and everything human makes you weak. Being human is easy. Your pupils would go dilated, you would laugh, or smile, or cry. …

Pirouette

Swift and tranquil,Quiet and steady.The footsteps of a ghostGliding on a stage. Days on an apple.Spinning away.“It makes me feel lighter!”Is all you would say. As light as a falling feather,But not so steady.A soundless thud breaksThe floor of your cage. Is it getting harder?You’re not getting weaker.You need to get lighter.Your shape is what …

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