the nothingness is chipping away
all that i have left
fantasizing of feelings, of feeling
this is something huge
mustn’t you feel something?
i want to cry
i want to scream
but i am fine
mellow
even
twiddling my thumbs at the thought of that gun
that choice
that god forsaken moment
this isn’t real
am i numb to feeling?
because he died?
or because i am forever numb?
no more mania
no more lows
no more highs
no more highs
because one cannot feel this way
her mind on an endless loop
her heart buried deep
deep beneath and tucked away
as it should be
her soul translucent
it is not civilized
it is not normal
the new norm is dull
nothing matters anymore
except for him
this isn’t real
About the Creator
Lace Cole
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Welcome to the Winners Announcement for The Ritual of Winter challenge. This prompt focused on winter rituals and the meaning that settles into them over time. The top pieces stay grounded in ordinary acts and repeated routines, letting winter shape the work through pace, attention, and restraint.
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