a tea party of poetry
this blog is run by the lovely jacqueline, the sweet christi, and the fairly strange anna. tea is in the garden (on fine days.) Expect dormouses (dormice?) in the teapots.

day one hundred and sixty seven, anna: bewilderment of soul buying

in which souls are books. inspired by the fact that this has happened to me. except for some of it. creative licence, guys.

day one hundred and sixty seven, anna: bewilderment of soul buying

in which souls are books. inspired by the fact that this has happened to me. except for some of it. creative licence, guys.

poetry spilled ink books book buying poems 365 days of poetry poet: anna day 167