by Kaylee Lockett This the Dream In this poem,everything is a woman.And by that I meaneverything is water.Hard, clean, rushing. Everything is eatingflowers. Nasturtiums.Shawarma. We all havebellies, here, in […]
Ultra Dogme
by Kaylee Lockett This the Dream In this poem,everything is a woman.And by that I meaneverything is water.Hard, clean, rushing. Everything is eatingflowers. Nasturtiums.Shawarma. We all havebellies, here, in […]