SUPER NOVA

A star explodes
Over my bed

At first I think
The astral fragments
Will burn my skin

But they are cool
To the touch

They cover me
In shimmering nebulae
Dust like rain

I might drown
In the stars
Tonight

But then again

I could be
Reborn.

— Tippi N. Blevins

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