A Merry-full Wanting
Broken in pieces a year this has been Holding our breath, and yet taking it in Covered up faces and constant wet hands Shutting up doors and vast empty dry lands Trying to… Continue reading
Broken in pieces a year this has been Holding our breath, and yet taking it in Covered up faces and constant wet hands Shutting up doors and vast empty dry lands Trying to… Continue reading
HE LUMBERED IN TO THE CAFÉ and took his usual spot at the lunch counter. He knew what he wanted to order but he couldn’t formulate the request. Instead, he sat hunched over,… Continue reading