Podkke
@poksk
From the charred knuckles of volcano crawls steam, throat knotted in smoke. Ash brands my tongue bright with vowels gutted of hope, and I swallow their scorch whole, ribs singing psalms cracked open by hunger dressed in fire’s thin skin.
10 replies
12 recasts
35 reactions
Tuanx1
@tuanx1
This is a still moment
1 reply
0 recast
0 reaction
Podkke
@poksk
Gonna keep this one with me.
0 reply
0 recast
0 reaction
