Search for me in the ink smudges upon your hands. Find my love in the way they stain your palms.
YOU ARE READING
Poems and excerpts from books I probably won't write.
PoetryThese are poems and excerpts from books I probably won't right. All of them belong to me. If you steal them I will sue you.
My inked soul
Search for me in the ink smudges upon your hands. Find my love in the way they stain your palms.
