calling up to me
like summer to drawn in
size 34 (19mm) needles my mama brought me back from the states. bamboo. other sheers to make you dream.
yes, this is all for the summer collection.
little girls in the middle of the black forest
no ridding hood
just butter on their fingers
contemplate the hollow tree, inside of them. inside of me
life sliding through their digits, through their soul, through their pain
no compas. what’s a gps?
full moon doesn’t move.
little girls lost