Unreadable Traces
Don't call it fever.
Listen
it was a phrase
crystallized in time,
suspended in the air
between us.
Feel how flesh cannot lie
when language
inscribes itself in blood
in a tongue
we never learned to speak.
Copyright © Antonella Biunda | Year Posted 2025
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