Avanceé Reads 19 Feb ✍🏾🔗

A Prisoner’s Melody  Despite a respite, in the guise of activity, there’s also an interesting, rhythmic, and captive sound which comes from the favor of activity. Whether it’s because this is the crush of cold before blossoms fully wake. Or, the whistling of a coffee pot to his desired cup and pour. The rhythm of some work is a familiar tune. We will be most interesting… As seasons change: will this work turn into a better experience and sober memory question or, are we merely engineer in ourselves deeper into a cell?