The Slow-Dripped Life
Respite.Relax.Reflect.Remember.
February 17, 2026
Sigh
For the sigh that is lodged deep in my chest, If I were to exhale, I might deflate to nothing. Yet not before the breath expelled set the sail of a thougsand ships sail.
Newer Posts
Older Posts
Home
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
