Once, I turned into my mother’s sundress, yellowand dashed with red and white daisies, a trim midishape that […]
Stephen Scott Whitaker
Once I took a man and swallowed himup. Woods did not watch. No witnesses,only birds, stewards of forest […]
Once, I turned into my mother’s sundress, yellowand dashed with red and white daisies, a trim midishape that […]
Once I took a man and swallowed himup. Woods did not watch. No witnesses,only birds, stewards of forest […]