smoke and stillness
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At 4:20 a.m., an old smoke ritual lingers as memory while the sleeping house and a tired mother move toward morning.
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After the last bottle and the day’s final demand, a quiet smoke becomes less about escape and more about returning to herself.
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At four in the morning, she misses the heavy quiet that once softened sleeplessness, anxiety, and the relentless sprint inside her mind.
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A late-night smoke does not promise to fix grief or erase hard realities; it simply offers a little honest quiet.
Between Bruises & Blooms 