After Toyen’s Sad Day
When the wind picked up, the field dried.
The window. The sound
of apples blowing from a tree.
Sex was the first thing
someone else took away from me.
Taneum Bambrick
When the wind picked up, the field dried.
The window. The sound
of apples blowing from a tree.
Sex was the first thing
someone else took away from me.
Taneum Bambrick