litany March 26, 2022March 23, 2022 amberchapbookLeave a comment By Pluto Mehan You imagine the rain, kerosene pouring from clouds, you imagine your tongue a lit match so you can die for love the way you always have
dusk March 26, 2022March 23, 2022 amberchapbookLeave a comment By Pluto Mehan because we are young and we are sinners, and i have only ever been what you make of me