and you taste / of the memory of god abandoned. — Mikl Paul, Dandelions That have Held your Breath
and you taste / of the memory of god abandoned. — Mikl Paul, Dandelions That have Held your Breath
and you taste / of the memory of god abandoned. — Mikl Paul, Dandelions That have Held your Breath
and you taste / of the memory of god abandoned. — Mikl Paul, Dandelions That have Held your Breath
and you taste / of the memory of god abandoned. — Mikl Paul, Dandelions That have Held your Breath
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and you taste / of the memory of god abandoned.

— Mikl Paul, Dandelions That have Held your Breath
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