*(After reading Dorothy Allison’s “To The Bone”)
That winter I did go crazy:
like a growing tire tear,
like naked sacked scrappers,
like the water waning sand
in the desert of your bones.
Nov 30, 2012
Nov 30, 2012 at 1:35 AM UTC
*(After reading Dorothy Allison’s “To The Bone”)
That winter I did go crazy:
like a growing tire tear,
like naked sacked scrappers,
like the water waning sand
in the desert of your bones.
