Her web was almost invisible but not invincible, hiding in plain sight, all her forethought , could be swiped, wiped away, a sticky mess.
— the white spider (@thewebweaver) April 28, 2013
Martha Cinader
fiction, poetry, spoken word: aka martha mims
Her web was almost invisible but not invincible, hiding in plain sight, all her forethought , could be swiped, wiped away, a sticky mess.
— the white spider (@thewebweaver) April 28, 2013