Grace Lyde, age 19 (alum)
You write what you need to hear.
Cost and Becoming
butterflies bleed when they leave their chrysalises
so too will you when you outgrow the things that bind your wings
they may have harbored you while you transformed
but do not confuse constriction for comfort
what was once a part of you will not always be
and that is nature, my dear.
you can come out now, it’s alright.
soar as you were meant to.