I see a man burned in a fire. He’s alive, but without skin. His Juliet’s world caves in around her. Part of him is dead, so part of her is a widow. That’s what I see when I read it.
I see a man burned in a fire. He’s alive, but without skin. His Juliet’s world caves in around her. Part of him is dead, so part of her is a widow.
That’s what I see when I read it.