Recent content by Lyndsay M

the poem is called not just a platform for my dance this land is not just a place to set my house my car my fense this land is not just a plot to bury my dead my seed this land is my tongue my eyes my mouth *this headstrong grass and relenting willow these flat-footed fields and applauding...

...now? I really don't like the new bbm and would like to go back to the new one but I'm not sure I can if I can because my phone is newer?