Today the sky held up by invisible hands. Today is raining down. And how to contain the hours […]
Joy Manesiotis
I lean toward that shape, wishing to stroke its silky outline, but I will be undone by the […]
Today the sky held up by invisible hands. Today is raining down. And how to contain the hours […]
I lean toward that shape, wishing to stroke its silky outline, but I will be undone by the […]