Reflection garden and let the world know:

and let the world know: some hearts burn brighter in the dark

as if it’s chosen its place

“You’ll need to keep your shoulders back

Whether draped elegantly over your shoulders or wrapped snugly around your neck as a scarf

through emptiness that tastes of memory and regret

Reflection garden and let the world know:Come in, he says, holding the door just enough to let her pass. I have a present for you. The room is already prepared. Candles set low, their light gathered close to the table, leaving the walls to fade into shadow. He places the necklace in her hands without ceremony. The chain is cool, the strands slipping over her fingers as she lifts it, each red drop catching what little light there is and holding it there. Let me, he says, stepping behind her