The Back Shelf March 5, 2026 / Raven / 0 Comments Crushed stars beneath him. dangling,weightless. Set downon the back shelf,still warm. Drowning, in devotion. Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like this:Like Loading… Related Cave Devotionemotional truthfallingheartbreakinner landscapeintimacylongingpoetrystarssurrenderweightless Previous post You blink, I bend Next post Holding the Ashes Leave a Reply Cancel replyCommentNameEmailWebsite Turn on JavaScript to leave a comment.
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