Posts by Tess Kincaids Poetry: The Stainforth Readings
Convict me of dandelions
and large puddles of ketchup,
the June
Convict me of dandelions and large puddles of ketchup, the June scent of Scioto rain. At breakfast I get drunk on Bach, with a chaser of Copland and ...
Convict me of dandelions and large puddles of ketchup, the June scent of Scioto rain. At breakfast I get drunk on Bach, with a chaser of Copland and ...
Gothic eyes full of unbearable black.
She hums La fille aux
Gothic eyes full of unbearable black. She hums La fille aux cheveux de lin, collects bones and heather. Wellingtons on river moss. You hear her with t...
Gothic eyes full of unbearable black. She hums La fille aux cheveux de lin, collects bones and heather. Wellingtons on river moss. You hear her with t...
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