(Photo by Danist Soh.)
It did not break, tremble, fall. The leaf’s fold held it, this tiny ball dropping from her eyes as she passed on her leaving way. She left me a dandelion that still held its wish. So I wished. Come back.
(Photo by Danist Soh.)
It did not break, tremble, fall. The leaf’s fold held it, this tiny ball dropping from her eyes as she passed on her leaving way. She left me a dandelion that still held its wish. So I wished. Come back.
