Magic with Skin On

by Morgan Nikola-Wren

Even now, she cannot stop searching for a way out of her skin and into a life that fits all her fire.

so give me back myself

III . what if it's a matter of forgiving myself for all the springs i never quite blossomed into 'cause what if this season, true to its name, is going to carousel its way back around to me in time and what if my heart is not so much sinking as it is dancing dipping tripping its way to the toes of me so it can whisper my feet forward with the words "just be brave for one step longer, love?"