shadows and glimmers braided into the cells of the spine crave an exit, moving faster and more furiously at the knot of the heart without an opening to express and release. knocking on the door of the throat. no answer.
some days i have to run ten miles to let the fire in my heart out- to invite the words to flow. especially during eclipse season.
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