20 07 2012 - &
she is my venus in furs. she’s tattooed an ampersand on her wrist to remind herself she is plural in her creation; she within the oversoul—-the way dark matter branches galaxies together, like trees hanging soft leaves on strings tied to their fingertips. she ate cereal out of polish teacups and drank honeyed green tea in our unmade bed. she was the first person to ever hear a whale...