I don’t want to wear shoes anymore. I want to tend fields of greens and berries and peaches. I want to feed men from far and wide, make them strong, teach them tenderness and let them take me to bed. I don’t believe in riding anything but horses. I don’t want to be pregnant, I want to be needed and not forever. I wish I was born into wholesomeness. I wish I didn’t think about money and all the people I’ve ever loved.















