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“Moonwater Veins” There’s a hush in her steps, like she’s walking on echoes, threads of moonwater running through her veins. She carries the night the way others carry secrets — close to the ribs, where it warms and aches the same. When she breathes, the shadows lean in to listen, as if her silence is a story they forgot to learn. ©Arlo ©Sorrah
“Moonwater Veins”
There’s a hush in her steps, like she’s walking on echoes,
threads of moonwater running through her veins.
She carries the night the way others carry secrets —
close to the ribs, where it warms and aches the same.
When she breathes, the shadows lean in to listen,
as if her silence is a story they forgot to learn.
Poetry by ©Arlo
Prompting and rendering by ©Sorrah
