Savior
Sometimes, I hear the children outside my apartment screaming... Crying.I walk to the window, looking out, but I don't see them.They are hidden away, in a room somewhere, that I…
Patterns
At my age now: 38I can look back and remember the times I Was forced to kneel, SITTING UP, BACK STRAIGHT, NO SLOUCHINGAnd stare at the living room wall.I would…
poets
People don’t want poetsThey want bright lights, WiFi, iced coffee, cheapDeals and expensive trips. They want to see sunsetsIn other countries. The newest cellphone. What they don’t want is me.
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