Comments about Helena Dorsey
191 Wandering Words And A Missing Fetus
The wind was blowing choreographies of vertiginous waves the air was impregnated with acid teardrops of tragedy we were over and you were shouting nonsense about our end
Let's rehearse once again I don't think we got it right let's re-record this scene you're not saying your lines properly come here I'll teach you how to say I love you
Our house was trembling in discordant fear we were babies curled inside a vacant nest you wrapped me in twenty dresses that keep me naked and cold reminiscent endometrium dissolved inside my womb
Let's edit all the messy parts I'll ...