E r i c B u r k e
Haruspex
The knife on our counter was dull.
She picked it up anyway.
People all around her nearly
slipped in the morning, in her kitchen,
in pools of her forgiveness.
E r i c B u r k e
Haruspex
The knife on our counter was dull.
She picked it up anyway.
People all around her nearly
slipped in the morning, in her kitchen,
in pools of her forgiveness.