When I think of how the soul feels, to me it feels tangled and kind of a complete mess. In movies, I feel like it's often a soft glowing halo that just goes wherever, so part of it is a bit of a contradiction. Our souls (in my opinion) aren't simple; they're complex and attached to other souls (which is why I have the lines of the soul leading out of the eye and to other souls.
Posted in response to the challenge Soul.
We used to be seven
My curls used to be sunshine
Colored
Yours used to be stubborn
Naive stubborn.
The powder used to hit our knees
On the days
When we could eat lunch in four bites
It’s:
twisted
crinkled like
the leaves
they’re frail now,
on the edge
of not there.
scrolling photos
feverishly
There are days when I fall asleep wondering about the line between stupid and brave.
Brave
Is a hero rushing into battle
Ready to fight
For their passion
Stupid
Is a hero rushing into battle
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