2004. and on.

[_slammerkin]

there is a charge
for the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge
for the hearing of my heart--
it really goes.
and there is a charge, a very large charge,
for a word or a touch
or a bit of blood
or a piece of my hair or my clothes.
(Sylvia Plath)

Friends only.

(comment, if you're so inclined.)