My face sheltering between my hands

i dream of running through a forest

my clothes shed gently

like the tears trying to undress the eyes

stroked by branches

layer after layer i give in

my feet get black as i gently wake up worms

i stomp and soften through my fear

my skin

u n fo ld in g

i run and jump until my tissues turn inside out

i hug a tree and feel it for the first time.