A poem by Isabelle Sorrells
Where shall they go?
These fragile things
Laden in my palms
Sharp and thin –
Forever a delicate matter.
Fragile Things
An archive of my works and writings
An archive of my works and writings
A poem by Isabelle Sorrells
Where shall they go?
These fragile things
Laden in my palms
Sharp and thin –
Forever a delicate matter.
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