By: Linda M Crate it’s no skin off my nose if you don’t like me my heart is a skein of stars not everyone knows to make of, but i am a tapestry of galaxies woven into bones; i don’t…
By: Linda M Crate it’s no skin off my nose if you don’t like me my heart is a skein of stars not everyone knows to make of, but i am a tapestry of galaxies woven into bones; i don’t…