Water and dust

We are all cursed mermaids, lost our gills to gain a pair of legs.

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What I remember clearly is his hands in my hair, as I lay my head on his lap like a child Those long musical fingers pulling apart all my...

Left my heart In the red lights and the warm night How it tumbled over the cliff with no guardrail And just floated there like a ghost...

What comes just before something? What is the opposite of an echo? What is a seasonal premonition? If that even is a thing? Because that...