Karen Bjork Kubin
Shaping Identity: Breathing
by Karen Bjork Kubin This butterfly is going to sit on your arm for a while, okay? I’m sure I nodded, but I don’t remember.
by Karen Bjork Kubin This butterfly is going to sit on your arm for a while, okay? I’m sure I nodded, but I don’t remember.
by Karen Bjork Kubin I wish you could have seen the look on his face, walking home from school. I wish you could carry it