Coming alight

I’m used to the dank dark corners in this old empty house of a soul, the dust gathered in places that used to be filled with life.  

But I’m not used to this tiny flickering flame of a candle I have only just found, deep within this closet of a heart. It’s not enough to light the next room over, though it’s just enough to spark.  


5 thoughts on “Coming alight

  1. How wonderful but scary it is to find that little bit of light. you don’t know how to react. don’t know what it means or how to tend to it.
    This beautifully captures that fear with such subtle optimism.
    Great piece!

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