He whispers promises like waves, soft, but enough to pull her under,she lets them wrap around her ankles, lets his lies become the tide that cradles her to sleep."He’ll change,"believing…
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The river wasn’t just water,it was the pulse under our feet,the heartbeat of a village stitched from memory and sunlight.We knew its bends the way we knew each other’s laughter,each…
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He placed me in the arms of a womanwho carried the weight of the sky on her shoulders,in a village where even the air was quiet with distance.I was the…
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Where I’m from,we don’t call it summer,we don’t call it winter—no, our seasons have their own names.In the cold, rainy season,we slid through the mud like children chasing freedom,our feet…
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And you, relentlessly screams… speaking to me in a language that has not been taught to me prior, looking through my eyes to my soul for a hint of understanding…
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