Feeling blue in my eyes with waves rising. She is there, mermaid girl, in the blue sea. Heart of glass breaks in two, three, four, and ten. I can’t swim to her now. She is too far. Mermaid girl ancient as time, waves bye, bye.
Feeling blue in my eyes with waves rising. She is there, mermaid girl, in the blue sea. Heart of glass breaks in two, three, four, and ten. I can’t swim to her now. She is too far. Mermaid girl ancient as time, waves bye, bye.
They both came back unanswered: my letter to an old friend, the egret in the cattails. Flat, brown-tinged, unstirred water– silent as in past years. […]
we are safe.We are safeon the beachin this canoe.At night, alonein this canoe,we are safe.There might be the soundof crabsscuttlingand dogsbarkingand wolveshowling inthe mountains,but not […]
Fiona Apple waited until she was forty-two to give us a line from when she was fifteen Thirty-one/nineteen Marble smoothness melting to a waxy rot, […]