The sky was as long as a blade of grass. Her feet had grown smaller. She was careful not to frighten the quiet whisper—a secret sound.
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Thawed
after Mustafa Kör Comes a day when youall promises notwithstandingare no longer inthe midst of battle commandingbread and love The body proved a toolthat performs what the prompter asked Done with the unrestand the tragedy of heartsThe mystical had a star roleespecially for you You wailed across the worldwhen you became human and balled your… Continue reading Thawed
Tides and mountains
More than this
I'm your dark room, your rough stone wallsdamp with unease. Here to inhabit you, not what you wanted, but it's what you got.If you argue, you've already lost. I'm what you haven't been receivingand you will suffer more for it. Because if you would only turn your attention to existing,the confined spaces in your head… Continue reading More than this