By: Lana Bella Where earth was song and currents, I spread false indigo onto nights given glow of human skin, recalled to the pull of your hands in abeyance that was both real and omnipresent. Darkly of life I slept, pressing black to…
By: Lana Bella Where earth was song and currents, I spread false indigo onto nights given glow of human skin, recalled to the pull of your hands in abeyance that was both real and omnipresent. Darkly of life I slept, pressing black to…