i’m ready for spring

gather me in your palms
and dust pollen underneath
my eyes. spring grabs you by
the feet; yawning buds
stretching, the sun peaking
from beneath a heavy cloud,
and the earth, the earth is
soggy and springy and green,
and laughing. i’m ready for
spring, for change, for me
to take flight, for me to
she’d winter’s weight and
stumble and fall like a newborn
fawn. farwell winter solstice,
i thank you for your lessons
and isolation. but now, now i
must fly…

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