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by
Devyn Rivers
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February 23 - February 27, 2025
It is in the breaking, we become whole again. It is through darkness, we find the stars. Somewhere between the soul and the self, we find what we’re made of.
It’s a dark and desolate existence when you feel like your body and mind aren’t your own.
When a star falls to earth we make a wish Their undoing is our redemption What then does it mean when a soul shatters? If we are stardust and moon rise, fragments of the universe, surely we come undone only to be made whole again. An unraveling— of the broken and the beautiful. Just as we wish upon a starfall, Maybe our pieces that shatter, Our soulfall—are the wishes the stars make on us.
Why do we compare the heart to love? It’s violent if you think about it A bloody piece of me, I give to you Or you rip it from me Then it bleeds, it breaks, it skips a beat I hold the pieces in my hands and watch the road to redemption run red.
Maybe we need to break in order to expand and maybe we need to shatter across the universe in order to find the pieces of others who fit in those spaces left behind.

