Today’s the day
the world changed.
I wasn’t there—or maybe
something that wasn’t me
yet was. Nature opened
her coral seas, serenading
sirens to sleep so
safety could slink in.
Butterflies not yet born
came into the world as caterpillars,
capering,
“Calloo! Callay!”
christened chrysalis cathedrals.
Some fae-spirited creature
sprouted a body of Eve,
rocked the world,
so butterflies
could breed and breathe.
Please wish Meredith a happy birthday!
🎂 🎈
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
Intrusive rhyme bothers me, except as a weapon.
Intertextuality is my passion.
Formalist/ New Critical are my guiding theories.
My words are mine, not a robot’s.
MA English literature, CofC
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