Before the world had weight,before the lungs knew air,I drifted—a spark in the hush between stars. No name.No skin.Just a longing to become. Then—a pulse,a rhythm pulled me downthrough warm rivers of light and shadow,into the hush of forming flesh. I folded myself into the curve of a spine,curled into ribs like a whispered secret,threaded … Continue reading Poem: First Breath