Hazel Darlin’, What Will I Do When You’re Gone?/Kaitlyn Herman

What will I do when you’re gone? When my arms wrap around the embroidered pieces of your body one last time. Intertwined with ephemeral linen bedsheets, soft velour hands cling onto the little girl I once was. Grey ancestral sprigs climb up from your five-foot-two stature. Brushing my cheek— inhaling freshly cut gardenias. This is Read More …