“I am the woman at the water’s edge, offering you oranges for the peeling, knife glistening in the sun. This is the scent and taste of my skin: citon and sweet. Touch me and your life will unfold before you,… — Shara McCallum Copy Share Image
“I am the woman at the water’s edge, offering you oranges for the peeling, knife glistening in the sun. This is the scent and… — Shara McCallum Copy Share Image
“You will leave your home: nothing will hold you. You will wear dresses of gold; skins of silver, copper and bronze. The sky above… — Shara McCallum Copy Share Image
