The shadows are making
their way to my door again,
and my stoop has been painted
in grey, but I know that soon
the grey will give way
to the blackness and I will
spend another season crushing
bricks and sprinkling salt
in every corner of my
fragile mind.
© Nicole Lyons 2017
If I run into anybody who wonders how the approach of a season of SAD feels, I can give them this evocation.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Nicole and a change of seasons
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