POEM OF THE DAY
August 2
Home is no one asks how I got this scar.
Home is my dad sings Barnacle Bill to wake me.
Home is a map to my forefathermother secrets ((ex-)Jew).
Home is uncle homunculus hides right words I used to know.
Home is I know all these ghosts by name.
Home is no one asks how I got this scar.
Home is my dad sings Barnacle Bill to wake me.
Home is a map to my forefathermother secrets ((ex-)Jew).
Home is uncle homunculus hides right words I used to know.
Home is I know all these ghosts by name.