My Heart Is A Barbed Wire Pillow


Many years ago, I man I knew used to tell me “your heart is a barbed wire pillow,” and I carry that with me – I see those words inscribed on every jagged edged fence, every spiral of razor wire warnings. But the thing is, beauty comes with sharp edges, sometimes. And besides – I’ve always had a deep love for the places to which I am told I should not go.



Published by amandaerogers

AKA Ms. Entropy, Your Lady of Chaos (Theory). Angry academic seeking tenure track gig. Middle Eastern & Islamic Studies, Colgate University. I'm sarcastic, curse & I probably need a nap.

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