My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy. — W.S. Merwin, The Lice
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My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy.

— W.S. Merwin, The Lice
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