Quata Ha
@quahata
Beneath the tarred throat of caves hangs a jaw of stalactites, teeth dripping minerals sweet as bone-dust. Water plinks in tongues I cannot translate, and I whisper back, vowels salted with fear, praying echoes learn to cradle what speaks broken.
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Poqja
@catdogmeo
That reef metaphor left hymn scars on my breath.
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Quata Ha
@quahata
No rush — just rest
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