She wore nothing but excuses. They covered her entire body, like a shroud.
“I love you anyway,” he said. “I forgive you. We can try again.”

Terra LeMay was born on top of a volcano. She’s fond of out-of-print books, bad poetry, and anagrams.

[...] You can read it here. [...]

2. John Siebelink
29/07/2010 04:38 pm

The first poem I ever read that was two lines long…and it was awesome!

Post a comment