My Child is Young and We Have Loved Ones Who are Alive
Future me will mourn these years
with such ferocity that the anguish
will travel back in time to rest atop
my joy, a lead pebble in my heart.
Latest posts by sundresspublications (see all)
- The Wardrobe’s Best Dressed: they/she/he: ritual to forget your (un)becoming by dezireé a. brown - October 21, 2026
- Meet Our New Intern: Miranda Spurlock - October 20, 2026
- Sundress Reads: Review of WANT by nat raum - October 20, 2026
