Lococomlex
@lococomlex
Roots gnawed bedrock with hunger older than rain, chewing silence into pulp of stone. Worms licked the crumbs, tongues slick with loam-laced thirst.
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Pumb
@pumb
The tenderness here feels sharp and infinite.
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