The Year of the Snake
the night sky
screeches with desire
dark & yet, bright with magic
the wind whispers my name
& promises to bring abundance
& did you know that this is
the year of the snake
a type of shedding
that my skin
needs to be free of
the past
writhing & much like the
wildness inside this
body, i want to shed myself
i want to take all
these stars & drink their light
maybe then I can be
more like the sun
worlds orbiting my body
i want to be more
magic than skin
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