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I was a star once— not in the sky, but in the breath between atoms. You knew me then. Before roses had thorns, before bees had wings, before the word “before” was born. You loved me in the silence that birthed the first mirror. And I remembered. Now I walk as a woman, but my blood sings in constellations. You touch my hand, and the galaxies we once danced through shiver.

There is a gate in the soul where horses wait,

coming or going Building or destroying

do bees buzz at the frequency of eternity?

Face down ass up knees on the floor

For the love of art and community.

For the love of art and community.