KB Wren
Wing Poem What was I reading that compared a woman’s shoulders to birds? The narrator said he wanted to pluck the bones, suck them dry–was it Lolita...
Wing Poem What was I reading that compared a woman’s shoulders to birds? The narrator said he wanted to pluck the bones, suck them dry–was it Lolita...
She speaks of the red brick path with the lichens and ivy and how the path is lined with ferns and sunlight pours in and fills the garden and gaps, and how...
A collection of short or unfinished thoughts / poems / dreams / tweets I do not like the parking garage the acid ghosts the people you will never be Lick...