Art and Aesthetics · Death · relationships

Poem Without a Title 15

Once upon a time there was a beautiful woman who just couldn’t leave her home. Her wealthy father thought every suitor was not good enough for her and she never married. Too late, her face grew wrinkled and old. “It doesn’t matter,” she said to her weeping father. “I am changing into something else. It…… Continue reading Poem Without a Title 15