Thapa Shyam
@thapashyam
Fog muscled into alleys of pine, flexing biceps of gray between boles. Bark sweated resin tears that glued silence shut against its scream.
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itmy
@maloc
Your lines soaked hush roots in storm honey and black petals.
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