“. . . and God wept only at dark windows, so that no one ever knew.”
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“. . . and God wept only at dark windows, so that no one ever knew.”
“Tongues of Fire This is what's become of us: I am confused by mourning, and he is the sun that goes to sleep on top of me, undone by moonrise. Lover, all I speak is iambs and slant rhyme. Th...”
“Every sprig of hope I plant turns wilty in my palm”