Jana H-S (they/she)@jana-aych-ess.bsky.social |
whispers in the corpse of what used to be a home. a small fire chewing at the boards you pulled off the door to get inside. it used to be easy to know things. you sort a pile of books, deciding which knowledge is less important than keeping her warm. you love her. that much is still easy, at least
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