I never expected when the band slipped on my finger that you could learn to sabotage my dream my white picket fence my unborn embryo my roses climbing, the steep tumble of them thorned but everbright with blossom ~ Even in these years I find it hard to say I can no longer love you […]
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VALENTINE BONNAIRE - WRITER 