Ephemeral

Ephemeral Ephemeral

By Allyssa Ria Paz Illustration by Nesli Sanchez

we are wingless delicate little figures trapped between the cracks of dawn of dying stars and new beginnings awaiting for the sun to reign in its place

skies split open for light with hands tied and feet fettered eyes the color of rotten peach pits tears, spilling on cheeks just as red

people are unkempt hurricanes swirling like mixed cotton candies bitter and blue of sorrow, of longing in a world of perpetual walls