Jan 2022
I wish to fold my skin and bones small enough
to fit my subtlest sigh
to be held,
in solace,
by all the breaths I've been holding.
Status: Dragged bones to New Year's Eve
to fit my subtlest sigh
to be held,
in solace,
by all the breaths I've been holding.
Status: Dragged bones to New Year's Eve
