Split veil | Sharon Sanchez

Somewhere between the undone knot of a tie and the quiet defiance of bare legs, she lingers. Not hiding, not revealing — only shifting. There are no opposites here, only echoes folding into each other, like silk pressed against leather, like memory resisting form. She doesn’t cross from one to the other. She resides in the split — where softness sharpens, and structure breathes.

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