An Embedded Genesis

Melanny Abreu

At dawn, my covets were to transpire charm into the stabile objects my uttering were devoted to. The absence of their return was malicious because their demeanor was pure solace. In times of friendliness, I would explore the softness of the rosy hug, encountered at the conjunction of impoverishment of my senses, solely neglecting my sight.

Strings of my core were thronged with splinters that embodied the deficiency of my guardians’ warmth. At the prolonged summertime, with the vacation of winter, my blame and burden demanded to be sheltered in account for my indifference. My residence suffered the glacial sunlight and impediments of cheeriness.

Ghosts were the echoes of the excuse that was forgetfulness. At once, I sympathize with their sentiments because it proclaims for the cold bearings I met, that arctic summer. At once, I hold those sweet snowflakes that reside in the vessels of the numerous hearts generated, simply to sustain mere compassion, gifted by my sole guardianship.