The Stillness Between Hooves Set Coord Set She was always on the

She was always on the brink of going — but never quite leaving

She’s had three dreams and two matcha lattes this morning

it performs in curated stillness

and each one an essay in ambivalence

The Stillness Between Hooves Set Coord Set She was always on theHe never grew uphe simply mastered the art of pausing at the right moment. The red crochet shirt clings with the quiet insistence of ideologythreaded like an old manifesto, softened by time, its pearl buttons fastened like withheld confessions. He wears it in bed not for comfort, but as a reminder: that even sleep is political when rest is a privilege. The skirt is satin, but bears the brushstroke memory of saddleryfaint lines tracing reins and brass