If I accept, will you build me into your cobblestone patio let me dig my fingers into the earth to fill every crack with the green that seeps out from underneath? Will you bury me and all our secrets in your garden so no one can distinguish between the seeds that plant peas and the…
Tag: Garden
The Garden Within
I don’t want to hold onto you anymore, said the voice in my head Oh, but you will regardless, piped my heart, kneeling in a garden of flowers plucking out the weeds one by one.