Catfish
When the new pope kneels to wash
the brown foot of a female inmate, the world
sets its flashbulbs to rupture. Already, spring’s
trundling out its clutter, blossoms from the new
ornamentals manufactured to leave
When the new pope kneels to wash
the brown foot of a female inmate, the world
sets its flashbulbs to rupture. Already, spring’s
trundling out its clutter, blossoms from the new
ornamentals manufactured to leave