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Quiet Frequency

Category: Writing and Poetry

“Quiet Frequency” The day hums at a soft 852 hertz, and my thoughts float with it— not loud, just weightless. I came home early, the world spinning a little too fast. Maybe it was hunger, maybe the kind of tired that food can’t fix. I move slow. From room to room, as if I’m remembering how to exist. The walls feel kind. The air doesn’t ask questions. » Continue Reading

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Satellite Drift

Category: Writing and Poetry

‧˚/ᐠ - ˕ -マᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ☆‧˚ Satellite Drift The signal hums again tonight, thin as a thread through static. I spin where no one sees me, slowly losing orbit. » Continue Reading

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Jellyfish heart🫧🩵🪼

Category: Writing and Poetry

“Jellyfish Heart” You drift in the dark— light bending around you like a secret, each pulse a thought I’ll never reach. I watch, weightless, caught between wanting to touch and knowing I shouldn’t. Your glow spills softly into me— it hurts how beautiful it is, how gentle the ache of wanting can be. You move with pur » Continue Reading

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Drifting Hours

Category: Writing and Poetry

Drifting Hours I try to carve constellations out of passing hours, but the stars slip faster than I can name them. Galaxies spiral » Continue Reading

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Signal

Category: Writing and Poetry

Signal Red hums against my window, a quiet pulse that holds me still. Engines breathe around me, restless hearts in metal shells. » Continue Reading

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Fibonacci Spiral

Category: Writing and Poetry

Fibonacci Spiral A spiral twists- the most perfect shape, they say. It coils with precision, yet if you stare too long, there’s something… off. Too exact. Too right. Almost alive, but not. You can admire it, but you don’t have to be it. No need to twist yourself into something flawless, something alien. Let your edges w » Continue Reading

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