Lattice is the delicate but firm separation between two worlds. The evening sun lets almost black silhouettes undulate on her small blankets. Her tiny fingers pick holes into the stiff layer of wallpaper, where pink flowers meet pink leaves. Father has told her the story, has sung her the song. He now stands cut out …
Before the Storm | Rose Mary Boehm Read More »
The post Before the Storm | Rose Mary Boehm appeared first on Best Poetry.
Go to Source
Author: Best Poetry Online
