bees, my
skin smells
of sun, the
insides of
roses, I want
to eat that
light. Every
thing that
grows does.
Lyn Lifshin
Rattle (Summer 2012)
June 26, 2012 by Jane Beal
bees, my
skin smells
of sun, the
insides of
roses, I want
to eat that
light. Every
thing that
grows does.
Lyn Lifshin
Rattle (Summer 2012)
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