01/06/2026
The Overgrown Nymph 🌿
Not soft.
Only wild enough to look like it.
There’s a loudness beneath her silence,
a tide humming under moss and ivy —
pulling like the Wellerman through the dark sea air.
And if you happen to spot her wandering between roots and ruin,
take the dance.
Take the turn beneath the trees.
Before the forest claims her again,
and she grows over with green. 🍃