Mama's skirt with cherriesA Poem by Marri![]() constructive criticism always welcome![]() Wrapped, then unwrapped, her skirt with cherries is mapping the ground. The walls are made of sound AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA through the hollow painting stand: White feet, the white on the sheet and the unborn that she carries after the kick, the push, the slap...
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4 Reviews Added on October 22, 2012 Last Updated on October 23, 2012 Author![]() MarriBremen, GermanyAbouthttp://www.marrri-nikolova.tumblr.com/ 'If I knew myself, I'd run away...' I pick a word, phrase, sentence, sometimes even a whole chunk of text from what I wrote yesterday, the day be.. more..Writing
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