i'm over the smother-me-legs
and my day job as venom-taster,
wait for me
in your cavern-home,
my soft li'l brush of sinister.
— A. P.
YOU ARE READING
Accidents: A Collection of Poetry
PoetryIt's like learning a new tongue; like befriending an unfamiliar book, and finding love expressed in a million different languages that I cannot understand nor explain. - you have kept me awake for far too long Antoinette Prescott, 2016 "Accidents" i...
