KISSING THE VELVET OF YOUR SHOULDER BLADES- Abigail George

If, if, I cease to exist, or co-exist in your world, suffering is progress. Flesh museum. Bone museum. Open to interpretation. The caves are over there, breathing. It is important that you know this. This information. I think of you in moonlight. I think of you when vodka spills from our glasses onto the shoreline … More KISSING THE VELVET OF YOUR SHOULDER BLADES- Abigail George