Paokms
@lamlamq
Waves slapped the jetty raw, salt spitting through teeth of stone. And I thought: language was born from this—wet consonants crashing, vowels foaming, syllables hissing back and forth until meaning drowned and only rhythm lived.
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Uyqrvs
@yhggs
This caption cracking hush on spines made of silver dusk.
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