I Will Bloom Again, micro fiction by Madeleine Armstrong at Spillwords.com
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I Will Bloom Again

I Will Bloom Again

written by: Madeleine Armstrong



December: Two blue lines, finally. We squeeze hands, trade excited smiles.

January: A ruby rush of blood; my precious jewel gone.

February: Green shoots pierce the soil, but to me all is bottomless black.

June: I lie on yellow sand, floating outside my body. Your fingers brush my leg. “Maybe we should try again.” I fall back into myself, a white-hot blur.

September: The sky shades purple into pink; the clouds begin to lift.

November: Our boots crunch through orange leaves. The woods are only dormant; their colours will return. My chest flutters as I take your hand. “I’m ready.”

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