Think of the hypnotizing scent of two ripe peaches in a bowl, how they can perfume the farthest corner of the house, and magnify
although I do have two with peony in the title. They’re the only flower I use, except gardenias. And dahlias. A stand of
Below ground, Baby, you slept for 17 years under the knotted tunnels of beetles, under formicaries of ants– your childhood labyrinths. A maple root’s