What if I told you
the New Year isn’t necessary
to make a resolution?
You can put ink to paper
and declare yourself new
whenever the fuck you feel like it.

Strip your skin
in the summer,
baptize yourself drunkenly among friends.
Scream out the absurdities
of your life and let them
float away from you like that tube
you fell from this morning.

Burn your demons in a trash can
in fall,
watch the flames match the color
of leaves around you.
Send a silent prayer out with the fog
of your cold breath then
inhale sharply the near-freezing air
to replenish your newly cleared soul.

Take a walk in the rain
in Spring…
Watch the flowers beginning to bloom
again, under the thin line of water
we all thought might drown them
and remember you too, have the right
to grow.
Despite the odds.

There is no need for the strike of
midnight to announce your release from
the past.

Ink to paper, every day, leave it behind.

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Alison Burdick | Digital Marketer. Self-Proclaimed ‘Bad-ass bitch’. Devoted Shopaholic. “You-Shouldn’t-Do-That” Type Thrill Seeker. Wanna-Be-Nomad. Known as the obnoxious feminist friend. Likely to steal someone’s puppy. Lives by the Motto “Death Before Decaf.” Biding my time until a secret government agency recruits me to be their double agent.