“There’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out, but…”
Walls. Carefully constructed. Compelled to stifle. Something tender. Something sweet. Inside of me. What’s inside of you?”
—Charles Bukowski, 1992
“There’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out, but…”
Walls. Carefully constructed. Compelled to stifle. Something tender. Something sweet. Inside of me. What’s inside of you?”
—Charles Bukowski, 1992