III At dusk, the sky darkened and rain descended from the sun to force all the Catskills indoors. Ceaselessly it poured, a black curtain on the world. On this night a stranger to sleep, the daughter tossed fitfully in her bed made from a seashell. She thought of her coronation. She thought of her father.
The Girl Who Cut Her Hair Pt. 3
The Girl Who Cut Her Hair Pt. 3
The Girl Who Cut Her Hair Pt. 3
III At dusk, the sky darkened and rain descended from the sun to force all the Catskills indoors. Ceaselessly it poured, a black curtain on the world. On this night a stranger to sleep, the daughter tossed fitfully in her bed made from a seashell. She thought of her coronation. She thought of her father.