Five Years (a cracked tongue of reinvention) Since Warsaw, I’ve played with heavy metal. Boxed in foreign gyms where emotion was the only instruction— and everyone heard me breathe. I left notes for ghosts. Folded fears like napkins, abandoned them in cafés— confessions I never wanted back. I slipped the handcuffs of men who smile […]
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