New Leaves (But She Is Sinking)

A girl with hollow eyes stares from behind foliage rich with greens and yellows but she’s in black and white no Technicoloring here and the leaves are closing in spiraling around her face pulling her off to the side so she can dwindle away in peace. This shadow of a girl who used to exist in as much varied splendor as that which surrounds her is now fading lackluster lips not even trying now to speak out against her oncoming disappearance though her eyelashes lush and thick still hold on trying not to let the colors into the void of white not wanting change to enter what used to be the center steadily silent and solitary expanse behind those eyes where everything was lulled to quiet and inflexible. Perfect in every way she is humorless unsmiling and her only flaws are the missing so-called windows to her soul so that while she is blank a clean slate she is not her various markings and stains are there though unseen. She accepts her fate silently fighting all the time but her façade stays intact even as she suffocates and eventually dies under thousands of overturned new leaves.