Sincerely, Jennifer x

Scarlet stains my delicate dreams,

and I drench my hands with all of the promises that I find at the bottom of a cauldron.

I find strength at the bottom of a bottle,

and my name, at the top of your heart,

holding onto hope, and the vision of myself as something treasured and beloved,

watching myself born again, beneath the waves,

circled by sharks, who mean me no harm.

My scars, and my secrets remain sewn to my skin,

even when the new year allows me the kindness of a fresh start,

but I’m starting to understand them,

and all the things that they desperately need me to know.