Also, it's snowing in Memphis, TN (which never happens, especially in March), and I'm loving it!
Clowns. Presumably relations. Memphis, TN. 1975.
A poem of mine over at @txtobjx -- such a lovely journal <3
Where is the body that continues to live after reading through the prayers of childhood?
Where is the body that empties itself every morning, hoping to remain empty?
Where is the body that passes by the doorway to the beautiful room, wringing
its terrible hands, consumed with entering? Where is the body that never forgets?
Jonathan May 07 22 16
The Gulf Coast. August 1949.