Viscous Gel & Pixelated Ghosts: A Pandemic Adaptation #poetry – Pebble's Galaxy
The air, once a lung-filling expanse, now curdled, a viscous gel clinging to the edges of breath. Did you notice the shift? The subtle molecular rearrangement of fear? I did. My skin, a porous memb…
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