Paper Unicorn
Unicorns endure only
the brief touch of a maiden, her pure palm
free of the snarl of man’s complications—
his tangled and blood-thick love.
Posted by Laurel Dixon | Feb 25, 2016 | Poetry
Unicorns endure only
the brief touch of a maiden, her pure palm
free of the snarl of man’s complications—
his tangled and blood-thick love.
Posted by Laurel Dixon | Oct 15, 2015 | Poetry