Rue Powers wrapped the red hair around the knife and hid the knife under her pillow…
She’s lying again.
If I wander through what’s leftof your hometrading bits of your lifefor forgivenessWill you see me as anything otherthan an offendingpiece…
Tongue waggingWith cutting sharpnessNo one is sparedThe yammer of Matilda M…
Crystal swans pressing on my mind,The riddles of my life intertwined,My eyes…