What the Dawn Said to Me While I Slept

You are born with your heart in an egg. Then life upends you, and shatters the shell. It leaves you a room to be there fully—so you can cry and sing and scold and call. Then death arrives with its saws and hammers. It cracks your chest until the chest splits and crumbles. And then you fly away.

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