The day the earth set me forth
flowers blossomed in my mother's chest
and ivy tucked itself beneath her tendons.
Perhaps that is why I forfeit good men for anarchists.
I was born neither one thing
nor the other.
Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 10:46 AM UTC
The day the earth set me forth
flowers blossomed in my mother's chest
and ivy tucked itself beneath her tendons.
Perhaps that is why I forfeit good men for anarchists.
I was born neither one thing
nor the other.
- on identity of the self