Aspiring astronomer, author, adventurer. Lover of words and wandering and wondering. She/her/hers, queer, 25.
They called it soldier’s heart, once —
seen so much, fought so much,
a man forgets how to breathe peace.
Your war has been unseen.
Breathe, my darling.
A head so heavy with dreams is a struggle to hold upright.
Stardust sleeps beneath your skin.