Moon Grammar
I speak fluent hush, and the deep of the night understands me. The moon knows exactly what I mean, even when I choose to say nothing at all.
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The Thaw
The thaw doesn’t happen all at once, because our bodies learn warmth in whispers. A fingertip twitches, your breath deepens. And then, finally the air softens around your being.
3 days ago1 min read
Half Breaths
I don’t just want connection I crave it, like oxygen that I’ve somehow learned to ration.
4 days ago1 min read