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Swing the hammer with intention; let the impact be a clean, sudden shock. I am tired of the hairline fractures, the spiderwebbing doubts that hold but do not heal. Do not leave the edges jagged. Do not leave a single shard large enough to catch the light or draw blood from a wandering hand. Apply the weight of your heels. Press until the geometry of "us" is lost, until the sharp architecture of grief is milled into something soft— something that can be scattered, carried by the wind, or buried in an hourglass where time doesn't hurt quite so much. Keep going until the glint is gone, and I am finally fine enough to slip through your fingers without leaving a mark.
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Mar 30
Mar 30, 2026 at 11:27 PM UTC
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Swing the hammer with intention; let the impact be a clean, sudden shock. I am tired of the hairline fractures, the spiderwebbing doubts that hold but do not heal. Do not leave the edges jagged. Do not leave a single shard large enough to catch the light or draw blood from a wandering hand. Apply the weight of your heels. Press until the geometry of "us" is lost, until the sharp architecture of grief is milled into something soft— something that can be scattered, carried by the wind, or buried in an hourglass where time doesn't hurt quite so much. Keep going until the glint is gone, and I am finally fine enough to slip through your fingers without leaving a mark.
Tre
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Mar 30
Mar 30, 2026 at 11:27 PM UTC
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