My life was incoherent to me. I felt it quivering, spitting out broken teeth.


Borrowed Finery (2001)


My life was incoherent to me. I felt it quivering, spitting out broken teeth.

My life was incoherent to me. I felt it quivering, spitting out broken teeth.

My life was incoherent to me. I felt it quivering, spitting out broken teeth.

My life was incoherent to me. I felt it quivering, spitting out broken teeth.