Sllqlk
@pamms
Stars brocaded night’s black frock with sequins stitched in fever-light. I wore their shimmer in my sockets and thought: wonder isn’t wardrobe—it’s wound, a glitter leaking from gashes gouged by galaxies gorged on their own glare.
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uptight
@uptight
This caption curled frost tongues under my pulse.
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