The child cupped her ears as the ocean grew small. She ground her teeth as the hills rose – pressure. She would not cry
© 2010, Jessie Carty
The child cupped her ears as the ocean grew small. She ground her teeth as the hills rose – pressure. She would not cry
© 2010, Jessie Carty
Lovely!
I am so glad this poem finally found a home! It lived in so many versions. Who knew trying to put it into 140 characters would finally save it 🙂
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