The sirens
have left the ocean,
and they’re
walking on land,
singing enchantments,
dragging us
down
to the
bottom
of bottles.
Faith, Health, and Other Musings
May our minds flourish with creation, and may our hands never deny its expression.
The sirens
have left the ocean,
and they’re
walking on land,
singing enchantments,
dragging us
down
to the
bottom
of bottles.