My Mother’s Body (Marge Piercy Poems)
1. The dark socket of the year the pit, the cave where the sun lies down and threatens never to ...
1. The dark socket of the year the pit, the cave where the sun lies down and threatens never to ...
She wore little teeth of pearls around her neck. They were grinning politely and evenly at me. Unsuitable they smirked. ...
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