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Palm against the Glass 🥀

They broke in and never told me. No footprints. No broken lock. No warning. One day, I simply stopped being alone. They settled into the hidden places of the house. Beneath my bed, inside the closets, behind the shower curtain. In the silence between the floorboards. Patient. Breathing softly... read more

Palm against the Glass

They broke in and never told me. No footprints. No broken lock. No warning. One day, I simply stopped being alone. They settled into the hidden places of the house. Beneath my bed, inside the closets, behind the shower curtain. In the silence between the floorboards. Patient. Breathing softly... read more

Song of the day🎶

Every scar is proof I tried

Paper Crows

They folded me from brittle sheets, from hidden grief and fractured weeks, creased by hands that shook at night, and stained with things I could not write. A paper crow with charcoal wings, stitched together from broken things, I perched beneath a hollow sky, too tired to live, too scared to... read more

Life Is Like a Cold Season

Life is like a cold season, a lonely road without a reason. The wind cuts deep, the nights grow long, yet somehow the heart still sings its song. Some days feel heavy, worn, and slow, like frozen rivers afraid to flow. You smile outside, but deep within, a silent war has always been. The rain knows... read more

Ashprint at Solstice

They say the house was never built. It was fed. Stone learned hunger there. Doors learned to close without sound. The Keeper kept order the way frost does— not cruel, not kind, only certain that things remained where they were placed. And the girl remained. They called her ash-bound, as if soot... read more