🌧 you can't spell mother without moth!
🧶 that was nothing
⛈ NOTH-ing.... mothing?

and the mirror
not her waking,
aching body showed,
but endless forms,
from feathered fractal
edges spilling out
a snowstorm
swirling silent
in her eyes
🌧 you can't spell mother without moth!
🧶 that was nothing
⛈ NOTH-ing.... mothing?