Corinne LaMoreHarber Biography

Lingering past the
Landmarks of my life
Looming, limitless in
Shame
...

I could almost applaud you
for the way you wrapped
my feelings up in the
brown paper bag that you
...

The World comes back again
My senses stir
The house is alive, it breathes,
It sighs,
...

Remember,
This is not real.
So feel free
To dismember me,
...

In the early days
Of Fall
The Summer still
Burned on my skin
...