Poppies
I was riper than fire, swallowed by coal that spat out bones. I thought they were mine, my bones to fold into a clone – A body with no cracks I could own. Her body had no cracks. […]
I was riper than fire, swallowed by coal that spat out bones. I thought they were mine, my bones to fold into a clone – A body with no cracks I could own. Her body had no cracks. […]