← verse
From Shadows
Violence leaves a weather the body keeps.
Violence is not a metaphor here. It is impact — scars that keep office hours, innocence revised without consent.
The aftermath is not a dream one wakes from clean. It is a body learning which rooms are safe and which rooms only claim to be.
Love is offered as remedy in cheaper narratives. This account records love as one possible tool — not a magic that undoes the bruise.
Shadows do not convert to light on schedule. They lengthen. They teach the eyes to adjust.
The bruise keeps its calendar.
JV · Dark Heart Labs