Katie’s passionate, ideal nature demanded an epic life: what were many-volumed romances of chivalry and the social conquests of a brilliant girl to her?
- Make recipe a billion times for self / family: delicious, great job Kate, beautiful
- Make recipe once for an important event: ahhhhh it's alive runnnnnn
Then Bury Me
I want the skin on my hips to be the thin film
stretched over a mummified elephant skull. I
want my chest to be the ridges on the shell of
a one-hundred-year-old tortoise. I want the
vertebrae in my spine to be dice rolled in a
gamble someone lost. I want my braid to be
a strip of turkey meat stuck to the head of
a Thanksgiving wishbone and I want you to snap
me in two. I want to be bones.