my desperation lies somewhere
between a pumpkin carriage and
glass slippers.
my truth is cinder ashes;
of feet too big or too small,
of a dress cinched so tight I
cannot breathe.
Apr 15, 2019
Apr 15, 2019 at 12:52 AM UTC
my desperation lies somewhere
between a pumpkin carriage and
glass slippers.
my truth is cinder ashes;
of feet too big or too small,
of a dress cinched so tight I
cannot breathe.
i haven't been on here in so long eep
happy poetry month !!
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