i’ve evolved from spitfoam into hearth-iron ribs trapped between septic fingers and lost doors. one gummy eye used to be the rasp moon, the other a varnished… Read more “The Perfect Marriage- Samantha Lucero”
i’ve evolved from spitfoam into hearth-iron ribs trapped between septic fingers and lost doors. one gummy eye used to be the rasp moon, the other a varnished… Read more “The Perfect Marriage- Samantha Lucero”
