Ready For what can’t be known mind and body write poetry, freedom of movement, favourite food, sacrifice. Lead me through lingering rain claps, sun showers. Lead me: by hand, with your voice, by signs if pained through what remains – […]
Ready For what can’t be known mind and body write poetry, freedom of movement, favourite food, sacrifice. Lead me through lingering rain claps, sun showers. Lead me: by hand, with your voice, by signs if pained through what remains – […]