quick note
i am staying at the broome
you cannot miss its grand attack of windows
front door holds its hand out like a manhattan funeral
i wish your father had not died and all of this were more of a celebration
i am staying at the broome
you cannot miss its grand attack of windows
front door holds its hand out like a manhattan funeral
i wish your father had not died and all of this were more of a celebration
love those two middle lines
“grand attack of windows” Stunning, beautiful poem.
“grand attack of windows” is a great image.
Wow:
grand attack of windows
front door holds its hand out like a manhattan funeral