February 15, 2023

Dear ghost,

No. No one knows how to live right. To be the graceful Artemis or lovely Aphrodite. To be the overpowering Zeus or the loyal dark Hades.  To be a women or men. To be strong or weak. To be rich or poor. To have a dream or not. No, you don't really know how to live happily.

 But these chains, we truly despise. This golden cage is still a cage. As long as you are bound by the burden, the warmth is all but a dream. 

It is wings. Those fluttering white clouds that will fly us to all that we love and cherish. 

And so, I gather those feather swirling in the wind. I catch them like they are the dandelion I wished upon. To draw a wing out of them. It will be romantic. And that's all that matters.

Yours