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I Am Thou, Thou Art I

A poem on Persona and a special someone.

My shadow
reflects
the hidden me.

Sometimes
it speaks
sharpening words
into stabbing knives.

Inadequate.

Odd.

Excessive.

Nothing.

Coldness
chills
my bones.

Goosebumps
Tickle
my arms.

My shadow
appears
a child
with
icicle tears.

It beckons
but
I turn away.

My shadow
becomes an
angry blizzard
buries me
in white.

Frost numbs
my body
yet
my heart
is an
active volcano.

It trembles
explodes
with
molten power.

I emerge
a bright sun
piercing the clouds.

I open
my arms
embrace
my shadow.

It speaks
soft words
that fall
like snowflakes.

I am thou
Thou art I.
Playful
ice demon:
Black Frost!

By Tonya Pennington

Latonya Pennington is a freelance pop culture contributor. Their gaming criticism and features can be found on Strange Horizons, Anime Feminist, Supernyx, and among others. Give them a follow on Twitter @TonyaWithAPen

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