How many spiders’ bodies Have been birthed And deathed since The creation of spiders? I marvel at the immortality
By Noa about a year ago in Poets
One side of the chicken apple Sausage blistered badly I forgot it a little too long In the oil I haven't eaten meat in a year
I fear beautiful men And the beautiful women they might belong to And if, There’s no woman And if, It’s me What will I do?
Heaven’s living room Is where she feels most at home Mother mountain’s soul