to those who hold fast to her

As Above So Below | Stella Koch

to those who hold fast to her by Daviana Marcus

my fairy lights fell from my ceiling,

the tape and paint and skin was peeling

burning bright like candle wicks

dripping down like candle wax

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the stars pour down to grab my hands

weeping-willow, spider-strands

my fingers twist, the kite-strings knife

etz chayim hi, she is the tree of life