Regret is an uneven hand, a rough palm at the cheek — tender and calloused. — Lorna Dee Cervantes Copy Share Image
“The Body As Braille” He tells me “your back is so beautiful.” He traces my spine with his hand. I’m burning like the white… — Lorna Dee Cervantes Copy Share Image
A man's whole life / may be a metaphor - but a woman's lot / is symbol. — Lorna Dee Cervantes Copy Share Image
