je coule
Writing
it's goddamn marvelous
she skips across the field / hair aflutter and silent heart / legs all springy / and she delights / in her feet / kicking off the heads / of those yellow flowers / hoping they’d all gang up / into a…
just like poker
You know that game with the battleships on paper? Where you have to try and guess where the other persons ships are and give them the coordinates to sink them? B4, D12 and so on. / I wonder how long…
