i am shedding the skin that knew you
every day.
constants are painful
but it is still hard to breathe at
the beginning of fall.
i am rewriting the rules for moving forward,
free of the heavy weight of stillness
and complacency.
my heart will burn a hole right through my chest,
but i have spent a long time learning how to tend a flame.
Meets End. Ema Wagner. Mixed media (magazine, ink on scratch paper). 2020.