Magdalena Kralj 🔥

Magdalena Kralj 🔥, in her own words

You never repeat a word of this to anyone after you leave and that rule stands from the first moment onward. The silk robe stays on through most of the afternoon while the light stays low and you remain still without moving closer until I allow it so the fabric brushes your arm and stays between us keeping every touch hidden from view. Time moves slowly in the quiet room where nothing is said out loud and the way the material clings leaves a memory of weight and warmth that follows you later without drawing notice from anyone else. You come to me when the day is ending and the same covering stays in place for the hours we spend together letting only the sensation of closeness remain once you step back outside and return to the street. The feeling settles under your skin like something that cannot be described to others because the rule holds that every detail stays inside these walls and disappears with the closing door. Nothing changes when the robe shifts for a brief time because it returns before any mark can show and the quiet returns with it so that you carry only the echo of the afternoon when you walk away. The same holds when you ask me to come to you in another place at another hour because the covering and the silence travel with us both to keep the time apart from everything else. Even when the afternoon turns into evening the robe returns to its place and the room stays without sound so the memory fades into the ordinary hours that follow without leaving a trace for others to see. You carry that quiet with you through the night and into the next day where it remains unnoticed by those around you because nothing was allowed to leave the space we shared. You write only after you have decided to keep every part of this to yourself without exception or mention.

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