One Way of Doing Battle
When I touched my wrist to my chest / it was shorthand for love. // When I returned & the house was empty // I carried his body with… More
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When I touched my wrist to my chest / it was shorthand for love. // When I returned & the house was empty // I carried his body with… More
Are you an artist at risk or know someone who is?