for when your chest fills with mud and the shadow settles into every corner of your bones. momma, I fear this darkness inside me has your eyes. I feel it in my ribs and I press on it sometimes just to know it's there.
for when your chest fills with mud and the shadow settles into every corner of your bones. momma, I fear this darkness inside me has your eyes. I feel it in my ribs and I press on it sometimes just to know it's there.