The Big City
I went to New York a few weeks ago
Poetry
24 postsOur Colors, Their Colors
Maroon passes the window
Bougainvillea
bougainvillea becomes me
we bare bloody teeth and wish to be kissed
i was born stained in red
I went to New York a few weeks ago
Maroon passes the window
bougainvillea becomes me
i was born stained in red