It Must Be Time For Lunch Now, 1979, by Francesca Woodman
'Late Breakfast'
Her soul, too big for her body,
had bruised her with broken hearts and crescent moons
that in the light of a late breakfast she explained
as they measured fingers again
to seal the certainty of the whole deal.
S.C.
I think this really is what you do best...
ReplyDeleteStephanie... and what exactly is 'this'?
ReplyDeleteYou have not lost your touch. Love is a good thing.
ReplyDeleteThis is one of my favorites of you, Steven.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful write Steven!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Always a special treat.
ReplyDeleteAlmost as good in some ways, better in others.
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