becca franklinDESIRE. You are the cat, playing below the rose bushes Slinking around its thorns immune to its…May 1, 2016May 1, 2016
becca franklinA mother’s secrets.You are a tree A great tree with narled bark and emerald leaves Ancient deeds Ring in your memories Secrets knit into every twist of the…Apr 28, 2016Apr 28, 2016