“I have a knife in my hand, slicing beef on the willowware plate, and I cut harder, faster, thinking it is your pink neck under my blade and I am cutting you into little pieces that I will bury in… — Ann Turner Copy Share Image
“I have a knife in my hand, slicing beef on the willowware plate, and I cut harder, faster, thinking it is your pink neck… — Ann Turner Copy Share
“But now you can't find me or reach me or hurt me ever again and once I tell the words I am going to… — Ann turner Copy Share
“At night I dream of swimming, my arms move smoothly through the water it is so easy, so calm.” — Ann Turner Copy Share
