Random write… just one of those days

The day is a testing dry first, each hour parched in a slow burn departure. Minutes singed in phosphorus tinged time, each word a husk frazzled haphazard the drag of tumble weed on an arid tongue hapless and scattered on the exhausted hiss of dehydrated wind. I wear the shield of disheveled leather skin with the hubris of a weathered hag, for I have been seasoned on the searing savannahs of harsh times
Laura L (she/her)
@Loloflow · 0:40

#crone #wisdom

Ah, my God. Yes. You are such an artist in every sense of the word. This just spoke so deeply to me. And you know, this this, like, crone wisdom that we gain as we have lived so much of life and been through so much and how the inside holds all this juicy wisdom. Girl. Yes
Cheyonia Wade
@Chey · 0:28

#reply #amazing

You're. This may have been random, but it was beautiful. And listening to you talk is like I don't know, I just envision sand and a light breeze and palm trees. I this is great. It's