Lindsay FitzGerald:
I am
Lindsay FitzGerald:
Everything must belong somewhere.
Lindsay FitzGerald:
How not to be anxious
Lindsay FitzGerald:
We Like Winter Clothes.
Lindsay FitzGerald:
My hands might as well be tied
Lindsay FitzGerald:
Viveros.
Lindsay FitzGerald:
There are times to be human.
Lindsay FitzGerald:
From such great heights.
Lindsay FitzGerald:
Those precious minutes where she is mine.
Lindsay FitzGerald:
I saw my future in the sky.
Lindsay FitzGerald:
With no chest to lay my weary head.
Lindsay FitzGerald:
Ma Cherie, Set On Me.
Lindsay FitzGerald:
Hiding in my childhood.
Lindsay FitzGerald:
Brawl Night.
Lindsay FitzGerald:
Texting.
Lindsay FitzGerald:
Walls.
