works by william pham, 2005-present
The Girl with Twenty-one Faces I cracked my spine in twenty-one places and broke my hand in two; I lost my mind and all its clever thoughts thinking only of you. I kissed until my lips became as ash and fell onto the ground; I whispered infinite into your ear until I lost the sound. I loved a girl with twenty-one faces, wishing she had been you.
copyright (c) 2006 by william pham