Chestnut Hours Shirt Swimsuit but does not discipline

but does not discipline

becoming what the hour requires:

That’s how she feels most days

she drinks both—one for ritual

It clings like a thought she can’t quite finish

Chestnut Hours Shirt Swimsuit but does not disciplineShes had three dreams and two matcha lattes this morning. None of them made senseexcept the shirt. It clings like a thought she cant quite finish. Hand dyed in a chestnut tone, the colour sits somewhere between burnt sugar and forgotten journals. Theres warmth in itfaint, flickeringlike lamplight in a train window. The crochet, loose enough to breathe but close enough to hold her together, was made by someone with patience she doesnt possess. She