Aug 2015
No human husband
could ever hold me.
Comforts, gathered,
began to stifle.
While he slept,
I would search.
Somewhere, my
seal's skin
was hidden.
It was just a
matter of time.
could ever hold me.
Comforts, gathered,
began to stifle.
While he slept,
I would search.
Somewhere, my
seal's skin
was hidden.
It was just a
matter of time.
©Elisa Maria Argiro
