There is a
Unique beauty
Watching someone
Shrug off
Their old skin
Skin that probably
Never really fit
Skin they found
Themselves ensnared in
Skin that served
A purpose of protection
Skin that is
No longer needed
Or desired
The privilege of
Bearing witness to
Transformation
Inside and outside
Is not something
To take lightly
Not a chrysalis
Not a fucking butterfly
This is a growing
An out-growing
Sluffing off
Unnecessary baggage
Of self and past
Emerging gleaming
Iridescent and fierce
Multifaceted and beautiful