A Half Strangled Crow Of Desire
Tuesday, April 4, 2023
Cancion
She is singing to me in Spanish, and I am falling asleep
unguarded.
Her eyes seem both old and young at once, warm and dark
and sparkling somehow.
Safe, I slip out of my skin and follow her home.
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