ButterflyA Poem by Amanda Crandall
Painkillers might be getting to me.
Someday I am going to wake from this pain,
crack through it like a chrysalis and
invite myself glistening and awoken
into the world.
While I set my wings to stiffen
and form for the function of flight.
Tell me stories of how brave I was in the dark,
for the contrast will be too great for meto serve any justice in memory.
© 2010 Amanda Crandall
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AboutHello my name is Amanda and I am an english/creative writing major at ASU. I do not think good writing is a pure organic ejaculation of spirit; nor do I think it is an exacting formula that can be.. more..