Waterfalling
It races, eager to the plunge. Rushing drops roar down, like lives of every earthling packed in streams of...
It races, eager to the plunge. Rushing drops roar down, like lives of every earthling packed in streams of...
When I see a clothesline, I feel the will to live. Shirts all pinned at shoulders as if the wearer...
On the clock of glass gold hands go round. Its transparent face looks back at me, sees a child, to...
While I sit so safe in my cozy home, a maternity hospital bombed, babies and mamas blasted in Ukraine, They...