Sailors, fish, and ships
dance and sing
writer
Don’t believe me when I say
that boys don’t cry. They do.
Sit down. Close
Your eyes. Feel
The drop off is steep. You can slip and fall.
All days grow dark.
Sailors, fish, and ships
dance and sing
Don’t believe me when I say
that boys don’t cry. They do.
Sit down. Close
Your eyes. Feel
The drop off is steep. You can slip and fall.
All days grow dark.
