i am so
like a
fistful of
rice dropped
on the hard
wood floors
you could
never gather
all of me, even
find pieces next
year.
Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 10:09 PM UTC
i am so
like a
fistful of
rice dropped
on the hard
wood floors
you could
never gather
all of me, even
find pieces next
year.
(c) Brooke Otto 2013
