ᴀ͓ᴄᴄ͈ᴏ͓ᴍ̠ᴘ͓ʟ͓ɪ͚ᴄ͍ᴇꜱ
iИΗΣR!†ΛИCΣ
we inherit
what’s unfinished
the habits,
the silences,
the ways love
was withheld
or spent
too freely.
the body remembers
before the mind does.
the rest
is just what we make
of the echoes