@emajaora.bsky.social
Just a weary trans woman in search of her peace
In he name of a child I curse you!
Oh sharp stones I cast this upon thee.
The kicks you perceive round out your edges. You shall chip away and hurt as Our back fades as We walk upon your sharp road.
I curse you stones!
You shall learn to thank Us for Our kicks. You will say praise to toes and feet.
Oh sharp stones I cast this upon thee.
The kicks you perceive round out your edges. You shall chip away and hurt as Our back fades as We walk upon your sharp road.
I curse you stones!
You shall learn to thank Us for Our kicks. You will say praise to toes and feet.
December 7, 2025 at 8:42 AM
In he name of a child I curse you!
Oh sharp stones I cast this upon thee.
The kicks you perceive round out your edges. You shall chip away and hurt as Our back fades as We walk upon your sharp road.
I curse you stones!
You shall learn to thank Us for Our kicks. You will say praise to toes and feet.
Oh sharp stones I cast this upon thee.
The kicks you perceive round out your edges. You shall chip away and hurt as Our back fades as We walk upon your sharp road.
I curse you stones!
You shall learn to thank Us for Our kicks. You will say praise to toes and feet.
