Black Thumb?
My concern for your brown-ish tipped leaves
turns to horror
as I begin to pull out bits of you
from your soil--
a sick woman pulling out clumps
of her own hair
I am so
so sorry
I do not know what to do
turns to horror
as I begin to pull out bits of you
from your soil--
a sick woman pulling out clumps
of her own hair
I am so
so sorry
I do not know what to do