A Complicated Simple Life (Part One)
I. The sun broke through the grey afternoon illuminating the high-pitched screams of children playing and the bareness of the trees and the yellows and reds of dead leaves decorating […]
I. The sun broke through the grey afternoon illuminating the high-pitched screams of children playing and the bareness of the trees and the yellows and reds of dead leaves decorating […]
we lived in the night with your
head on my chest and my nose filled
with the scent of raspberry hair.