she once told me you have a beautiful voice a short fuse of corrugated self esteem tick, tick talking on the surface her missiles aimed so high no one could hear her but me - Rachel Gilliatt
All about Poetry: Sublime, Ridiculous, Useful
Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.
"Poetry is a defense of the individual against all the forces arrayed against [them]." --Charles Simic (def: "Vallum": a defensive fortification)