mermaidyke:

“you wouldn’t let me braid flowers into my hair
because you told me they were already dead,
and there’s nothing beautiful in that.

you said this, yet i think you would choose
to grow wild, sprawling, feral
over my grave.

(i do not think that roses are supposed to bloom
in the winter, but you do.
you do every time).”

Madeleine C, mouth of roses, mouth of thorns

the modern forest flower faerie for persaephonie