Breaking all the Rules I Didn't Make
He said, “I’ll sell you my heart,”
she said, “I’ll pay you in lungs”
(she didn’t know his heart was broken;
he didn’t know her lungs were black).
BEAUTY! LOVE LOVE LOVE IT
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7 years ago
whatever else POETRY is freedom
contemporary women writers/poetry/Toronto female writers/Toronto poets/women's writing
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