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The only voice of hers I know is in my head, frozen to an untouched form, lying, bedwarmed, in gravity’s stead. Advertisements
She wonders, nightly, nothing specific, just stray thoughts leaking old dreams. (Photo by Brassai)
Ancestral traces of us, unbearably light– Infinite wonder.
After her heart fell to seed for the first time, the young girl wondered– How many tissues throughout mortal history had been used to absorb the world’s weeping, fragile, tenuous nets for dreams that slip through?