shed my skin

Something new, about the creative process:

shed my skin

I will shed my skin
again
and in that moment I will be naked
beyond mere clotheslessness
vulnerable
beyond merely being unguarded
I will feel things
you cannot imagine
and trade that moment of exposure
to elements that burn and cut and scrape
for the realization that I am still alive.
Life is not found in the greys of days unremarkable.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.