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The Quiet Season
suspended in a kind of grace—alone
FINAL CALL, CANCELLED—a language of endings
dragons never lose their political charge—whether villain or divine
Maturity’s not a finish line
to the rhythm that keeps finding us mid-sentence.
you’re not the flaw; you’re the author describing it.
The line between “dreaming” and “awake”
“That belongs to you.”
When the work was done and the noise eased, he began to write
I pause. I hear myself breathe. The sound steadies me.
“Alright,” she murmurs. “Let’s think in time.”
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