Dec 2024
red stains on the cup,
her lips' ghost,
a scarlet trace,
porcelain whispers,
no words,
no soft goodbyes left—
just silence to fill the
v
o
i
d.
her lips' ghost,
a scarlet trace,
porcelain whispers,
no words,
no soft goodbyes left—
just silence to fill the
v
o
i
d.
