The Suicide
I gangled all gawk and yaws, flesh blooming into the ill-fitted vestment of birth. You looked beyond the frill and lace ironed mirror flat against itself and, living the miracle, made me see its ineffable wonder so that I could [...]
I gangled all gawk and yaws, flesh blooming into the ill-fitted vestment of birth. You looked beyond the frill and lace ironed mirror flat against itself and, living the miracle, made me see its ineffable wonder so that I could [...]