Posts Tagged: epic poem
Seafoam Green
The first time was the first time Beneath a down comforter with a boy blurring his knuckles inside of me I saw a man in a suit, occupying the corner of the room drunk breath hot on my neck, tasting
Seafoam Green
The first time was the first time Beneath a down comforter with a boy blurring his knuckles inside of me I saw a man in a suit, occupying the corner of the room drunk breath hot on my neck, tasting
Manatee River Bank 