She already felt dead in everything but name. What remained to be taken from her – she longed to be enfolded, welcomed, into the earth – to breathe no more, love no more, hurt no more.
Alan Brennert
She already felt dead in everything but name. What remained to be taken from her – she longed to be enfolded, welcomed, into the earth – to breathe no more, love no more, hurt no more.
Alan Brennert
