Duck, Duck, Molt
03/24/25
i step out of yesterday, a costume shed, not lost,but loved
and left behind on purpose.
a tender ghost of who i was,
i molt joyfully
not to disappear
but to shimmer
into the next version
sun-warmed wood,
and the memory of a porch
Duck, Duck, Molt
03/24/25
i step out of yesterday, a costume shed, not lost,but loved
and left behind on purpose.
03/24/25
03/24/25
a tender ghost of who i was,
i molt joyfully
not to disappear
but to shimmer
into the next version
not to disappear
but to shimmer
into the next version
sun-warmed wood,
and the memory of a porch
©2025 yvonnedoll
©2025 yvonnedoll