Some of us were only conceived. Some of us were never born–in a private ocean for days or weeks, with limbs agrow and seen holding our poor head, growing from chest, arms. Some of us, fruit on stem..
Some of us were only conceived. Some of us were never born–in a private ocean for days or weeks, with limbs agrow and seen holding our poor head, growing from chest, arms. Some of us, fruit on stem..