His mouth was warm against mine
but his sky was unwelcoming
and it froze my purple vitality and my waxy ashes
until I became nothing more than a glacial leaf
fastened to the sidewalk.
Cotyledon
Author of poetry and fiction
Author of poetry and fiction
His mouth was warm against mine
but his sky was unwelcoming
and it froze my purple vitality and my waxy ashes
until I became nothing more than a glacial leaf
fastened to the sidewalk.
