You wear a shawl of moonlight, and my mouth where your breast used to be.
“We waited too long,” you say.
“Not quite.”
— Ann Harleman, Hint Fiction
The Floating Library
The Library is Open…
You wear a shawl of moonlight, and my mouth where your breast used to be.
“We waited too long,” you say.
“Not quite.”
— Ann Harleman, Hint Fiction
The Floating Library 