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my phone rests in my hand like a small lantern, I have learned to measure hours by your notifications, my days are as dark as my screen when you go quiet.

You brewed a storm, you called it an upbringing from trauma, handed it down like an heirloom you swore you’d never pass on. ...Read more →

your eyes sit in orbit, and i feel myself drifting into them, i circle you gently like the tides learning the curve of the moon, i caress you like gravity that needs no force, like the night sky carving space for the stars