NaPoWriMo, Day 16

Spring

I am burned underneath
The brittle trees.

Spring is the fire,
The melody,

Of something secret
Coming to life.

 

 

~a found poem using “Diary [Surface]” by Rachel Zucker
with the exception of the final line

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