Published: December 28th 2024, 1:12:02 am
How quiet I've become this year.
in comparison.
how sparingly I've strained to use my voice.
how few words I've shared that weren't veiled in code or poetry -
each platform merely a careful receptacle
displaying 'pretty things.'
maybe next year I'll be able to inspire again.
maybe next year I'll regain the strength to speak.
to create, unburdened by the weight of it all -
this familiar pressure constricting my lungs, resigning me solely to a slow + weak exhale.
maybe.
🖤🌹🖤