Каме может, и я смогу
Ой, ну не могу сюда тоже не поместить...
i'd rather
taste blood, yours or mine, flowing
from a sudden slash, then cut all day
with blunt scissors on dotted lines
like the teacher told.
"on edges" adrienne rich
www.poetryarchive.org/poetryarchive/singlePoem....
i'd rather
taste blood, yours or mine, flowing
from a sudden slash, then cut all day
with blunt scissors on dotted lines
like the teacher told.
"on edges" adrienne rich
www.poetryarchive.org/poetryarchive/singlePoem....