Somewhere Real Somewhere Real
Get in, George Eliot. I packed PB&Js. I’m bringing that rainbow parachute we held hands under as eight year olds. Get in, right beside Autumn, beside every manic pixie dream gi…
Dec 28, 2020 / Poems / Shira Erlichman
Get in, George Eliot. I packed PB&Js. I’m bringing that rainbow parachute we held hands under as eight year olds. Get in, right beside Autumn, beside every manic pixie dream gi…
Dec 28, 2020 / Poems / Shira Erlichman