This poem is by Marie Howe. I came across it in a book at Anthropologie, and I love it. I hope you enjoy it, too. Johnny, the kitchen sink has been clogged for days, some utensil probably fell down there. And the Drano won’t…
This poem is by Marie Howe. I came across it in a book at Anthropologie, and I love it. I hope you enjoy it, too. Johnny, the kitchen sink has been clogged for days, some utensil probably fell down there. And the Drano won’t…