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Winter
★★★★★
I did not ask her to be small. I did not ask her to be good. I let her take up the whole dark and I did not call that a symptom. When they came with fire I was the only one who said not yet.
Marzanna's own season. Not the costume — the tenure. The dark that does not ask her to be good, or small, or finished by a Sunday the village circled in red. When they come with juniper and fire, winter is the only office that says not yet. Nobody listens to offices that keep the cold.
She is not a savior. Saviors have spring's press. She is a room with the door shut and no diagnosis nailed to it. The girl takes up the whole dark. Winter does not call that a symptom. Winter calls that occupancy.
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