….
cupped small,
…………………..swollen bulb
………….I grow
low
……………..deep
numb.
…
written for a tiny corner of jasmine’s jetsam.
….
cupped small,
…………………..swollen bulb
………….I grow
low
……………..deep
numb.
…
written for a tiny corner of jasmine’s jetsam.
I cannot even convey how much I love this, especially “I grow low, deep-numb.” She’s shrinking, growing in reverse, dying.