Your Eyes of Azure by Margarita Serafimova
Our tenderness is a she-wolf, she is tearing at us and killing us.No, I have nothing to give youbut blood. Continue reading Your Eyes of Azure by Margarita Serafimova
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The Prime of Age by Margarita Serafimova
I told the hot water, Fuck me,and it did. Continue reading The Prime of Age by Margarita Serafimova
March by Margarita Serafimova
With a bell’s ringing, proceeding were the cobalt seas and their brown island capes that absorbed light. It was on Tuesday morning in the beyond. Continue reading March by Margarita Serafimova