To Be Reborn

Watercolor Girl

Leaves on the ground.
Blue on the windows.
Steps on the stairs.
Red in the eyes.

You ate my heart
without regret.

The feast was witnessed
by the dwarfs, and the fairies
with their children gathered around
to see
how it is like
to be reborn.

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