Ecdysis
Pair this one with I Want toBreak Free by Queen and shed your skin
The zipper is stuck, but with some hand soap, she gets it open. The cool air on her chest makes her feel alive and alight. She slips her arms out of the sleeves, one by one, and lets it fall to the ground. She can put it away later. For now, she just wants to touch the possibilities by reaching her hands to the sky and taste the freedom by singing at the top of her lungs. She is bigger than when she had it on, stronger than when it defined her. She won’t ever wear that story again.
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Regitze Ladekarl has re-emerged as a raconteur after a long, successful career elsewhere. She crafts universal tales from everyday lives with an honest, sharp and witty pen. Besides working on a forthcoming novel, she flexes her voice with personal essays, flash fiction, and method writing here on Medium.
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