Post the Twenty-Eighth or Winter

He said my eyes looked like


Eyes so cold they scalded

Eyes that could hack away


With FrostBite

Eyes that could create that



Warm feelings

That sets in before HypoThermic death

A death, he said,

That I will happily submit too

For only in dying

Are we reborn

About witchymorgan

I'm a 22 year old womanist, sex positive, pansexual, polyamorous, queer, bruja, transwoman. Social justice activist by day, social justice activist by night. Fun! View all posts by witchymorgan

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