“I wake reaching for you, fingers curling around nothing, closing on air thick with absence. You are not here, but my body does not believe it. It still flinches at the shape of you, at the memory of weight no… — Mason Carter Copy Share Image
“I have written you a hundred letters, each one folded into the quiet between breaths, sealed with the weight of words that never learned… — Mason Carter Copy Share Image
“I wake reaching for you, fingers curling around nothing, closing on air thick with absence. You are not here, but my body does not… — Mason Carter Copy Share Image
