The Unraveling Tree

How I became the forest

Ani Eldritch
Catharsis Chronicles
1 min readJan 16, 2025

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This abstract artwork features a forest of triangular tree shapes in vibrant shades of orange, purple, teal, and red. The scene is set against a gradient sunset sky blending warm hues with a central circular sun and a smaller moon-like orb. Below, horizontal reflections ripple on a glossy, dark water surface, mirroring the geometric shapes. The composition is modern and symmetrical, evoking serenity.
Artwork created by the author using ChatGPT.

I was a child of stillness,
spun from the silk of moths,
a quiet beneath branch shadows,
roots clutching the earth’s edge.

Rain made a cathedral of my skin.
I sang in syllables of moss,
chiming green, heavy with sap.
The soil called me by name.

Each dawn, I unbuttoned light
from the belly of the sky,
threading sun onto my shoulders,
a cloak stitched with dew.

My hands grew to bark,
fingers knotted into oak veins,
nails sharp with ambered ache.
I held birds in my chest.

Wind carved its hollows in me,
whispered songs of rivers’ ends,
their hunger a copper taste,
their promise a distant mirage.

Night never asked my permission.
It folded me into its ink,
stars bleeding through my branches
like unspoken confessions.

I have no blood but sap.
No breath but frost’s exhale.
The forest taught me silence —
a tongue where nothing breaks.

© Ani Eldritch, 2025.

Thanks to Chrysa Stergiou and her team at Catharsis Chronicles for hosting my work.

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Ani Eldritch
Ani Eldritch

Written by Ani Eldritch

I’m a writer and poet from NYC.

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