I am a coward, but behind this window I am fearless.
I dream a winters freeze,
A curtain of white, a wind that bites.
A sea of ice, I trench through.
Ghosts inside me escape through chattering breaths.
They tore our wings
and broke our legs.
Our fins cut out
and our stomachs gutted.
They stabbed our eyes
I’ve got her etched in my head.
A work of art chiseled in the back of my eyes,
a choir in my ears,
& a warmth in my skin.
It’s her I see.