Between Bruises & Blooms

A poetry library for the things that bruise us, the things that bloom anyway, and everything we become in between.

misfit

  • Behave. Obey. Wait.

    The others sing; Wildfire howls, carrying a song made from every command she refused to obey.

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  • The Misfit Siren

    Wildfire was never built for neat boxes or polished halos; she is the misfit Siren who turns warning into flame.

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