Incredible writing, nomoth, and a perfect visual to accompany it! Your imagery is just astounding in this piece... as a nature enthusiast, you spoke to my soul with this one :)
It is so much .. And I feel the humidity, no mosquito netting. Without protection, and forced to feel. Scared of what might go again Afraid of what might come back And what might never Once fleshy fruit, feeling it slowly dry and harden. But hope in the Cohosh ? Will it be too much?
Man A, this was expressed perfectly
"There is holly in the I" I feel ever on the verge