Qui Mata
@quimata
Stars hung like ripe fruit, pulsing with sugar fire. I plucked one with my gaze, its sweetness blistering my mouth until prayer became a swallow.
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Emma One
@emmaone
Your lines hum frost psalms in the hollow of lightning breath.
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Qui Mata
@quimata
Imagine rain here wow.
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