this is how I survive

 

Snow streaks the dark with pearls,
Christmas carols flutter as ornaments,
but life is a rusty nail on
the unmarked coffin of time.
I lie down, your scarf on my chest
love, my favorite scent;
memories, my stars to prick
the darkness.

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12 thoughts on “this is how I survive

  1. life is a rusty nail on
    the unmarked coffin of time.

    I love the contrast between this biting, rough-textured image and the gentle “flutter” and soft “scarf” of the rest of the microstory.

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