Issue 213, Summer 2015
In my spiderweb
You got caught,
My precious.
Little fly, blinded
By your own hand,
Blow into my soul!
So it flutters,
Like seven veils.
I’ll let you in on the secret
Of tiny embroideries,
Even take the chai…
In my spiderweb
You got caught,
My precious.
Little fly, blinded
By your own hand,
Blow into my soul!
So it flutters,
Like seven veils.
I’ll let you in on the secret
Of tiny embroideries,
Even take the chai…
Rachel Cusk photo courtesy the author.
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