lifeinpoetry: My body is a bruise, purpled with loss.I am tired of swallowing your name,finding ink on each of your shirts,red petals in the pages of books.— Caitlin Bailey, from “Poppies,” Solve for Desire
lifeinpoetry: My body is a bruise, purpled with loss.I am tired of swallowing your name,finding ink on each of your shirts,red petals in the pages of books.— Caitlin Bailey, from “Poppies,” Solve for Desire
lifeinpoetry: My body is a bruise, purpled with loss.I am tired of swallowing your name,finding ink on each of your shirts,red petals in the pages of books.— Caitlin Bailey, from “Poppies,” Solve for Desire
lifeinpoetry: My body is a bruise, purpled with loss.I am tired of swallowing your name,finding ink on each of your shirts,red petals in the pages of books.— Caitlin Bailey, from “Poppies,” Solve for Desire
lifeinpoetry: My body is a bruise, purpled with loss.I am tired of swallowing your name,finding ink on each of your shirts,red petals in the pages of books.— Caitlin Bailey, from “Poppies,” Solve for Desire
lifeinpoetry: My body is a bruise, purpled with loss.I am tired of swallowing your name,finding ink on each of your shirts,red petals in the pages of books.— Caitlin Bailey, from “Poppies,” Solve for Desire
lifeinpoetry: My body is a bruise, purpled with loss.I am tired of swallowing your name,finding ink on each of your shirts,red petals in the pages of books.— Caitlin Bailey, from “Poppies,” Solve for Desire
lifeinpoetry: My body is a bruise, purpled with loss.I am tired of swallowing your name,finding ink on each of your shirts,red petals in the pages of books.— Caitlin Bailey, from “Poppies,” Solve for Desire
lifeinpoetry: My body is a bruise, purpled with loss.I am tired of swallowing your name,finding ink on each of your shirts,red petals in the pages of books.— Caitlin Bailey, from “Poppies,” Solve for Desire
lifeinpoetry: My body is a bruise, purpled with loss.I am tired of swallowing your name,finding ink on each of your shirts,red petals in the pages of books.— Caitlin Bailey, from “Poppies,” Solve for Desire
lifeinpoetry: My body is a bruise, purpled with loss.I am tired of swallowing your name,finding ink on each of your shirts,red petals in the pages of books.— Caitlin Bailey, from “Poppies,” Solve for Desire
