“my brain is many colors, vague, like massed flowers: total spectrum of petals beginning with black. I wear my costume inside like… — Grace Butcher Flowers Copy Share Image
“When the heart stops oozing blood & the outpouring is clear as water (so to speak) then you know you've turned the… — Grace Butcher Poetry Copy Share Image
“DECISION NOT TO COMMIT SUICIDE I can no longer ignore the silver death of dandelions: more beautiful than any dying I could… — Grace Butcher Death Copy Share Image
“So we shall wonder little, blink our eyes at repetitions of the sun and moon; a briefer death than death i take… — Grace Butcher Death Copy Share Image
“An ominous curiousity writhes: rumors of ecstasy haunt me like rumors of death” — Grace Butcher Death Copy Share Image
“So I shall practice sorrow in my love, stand in thin sun from old windows and grieve: inevitability of the grave, monotony… — Grace Butcher Death Copy Share Image
