“Is this where the light faded out forever? Where the cat was finally killed by caught tongue? Where hand no longer wandered over curious texture? Where words no longer moved past lips but died in a quiver?” — Mellon Black Copy Share Image
“No reprimand in the mirror Slow walk to Liberia Slow dance across the Sahara Slow unraveling of gray matter” — Mellon Black Copy Share Image
“Is this where the light faded out forever? Where the cat was finally killed by caught tongue? Where hand no longer wandered over curious… — Mellon Black Copy Share Image
“No reprimand in the mirror Slow walk to Liberia Slow dance across the Sahara Slow unraveling of gray matter” — Mellon Black Copy Share Image
