"Lately, something has taken hold / of me-not hunger, not shame. It is like a flower / blooming in the injury."
- Richie Hofmann, A hundred lovers
Following
Stories by Esther S. Jackson
Letters to Asteria
A collection of poems born under the stars and bathed in moonlight.
About love, rage, desire, melancholy and...
Vertigo
Spinning heads, racing heartbeats, sensitive skin and the poetry in between your thighs.
