We begin earnest. It is
no mistake. There is sweetness
and some. Soap and
milk. The intention. The
furniture. Even the color
of the paint. No wonder
there are losses
after this. I raised
the sun for you, my mother
said, and the hardest part
was coming back
to myself.
no mistake. There is sweetness
and some. Soap and
milk. The intention. The
furniture. Even the color
of the paint. No wonder
there are losses
after this. I raised
the sun for you, my mother
said, and the hardest part
was coming back
to myself.
