by Sheree La Puma That part of you that cannot hear me weep.You've forgotten so much, the taste of fruit,fleshless & green rolling off the tongue.To that part of you that enjoys bullfights –who am I but the scent of blood, agedon canvas, or one pale rose smudged in pink.A perfect pairing. Run your […]
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