Heart-Theater, an Elegy
An elegy for three, from the one remaining. They live in my heart-theater, their voices all trumpets and whispers and hugs.
An elegy for three, from the one remaining. They live in my heart-theater, their voices all trumpets and whispers and hugs.
| Kim of Glover Garden… on Blackberries Jubilee for Two,… | |
| Truedessa on Hunter’s Moon for dVerse | |
| M Jay Dixit on Hunter’s Moon for dVerse | |
| Frank J. Tassone on Hunter’s Moon for dVerse | |
| Kim of Glover Garden… on Hunter’s Moon for dVerse | |
| Björn Rudberg (brudb… on Hunter’s Moon for dVerse | |
| blainerestaurantrepo… on Just in Time for Labor Day: Gl… |
