Brick by Brick, Part 1
The calm veneer, the flowery scent, The mold inside, the desiccant — Deception: that’s our daily run, But we think we’re the only one. Now warning labels are attached To butterflies, and zeroes, With wolves in number at the door, All advertised as heroes. We do not know inside or out, Nor when things end … Continue reading "Brick by Brick, Part 1"