My big window parading all my friends so close by, yet no one tattled or told me today was the day they would die. Yesterday, the sun was a bit worn-out, and some rain cried while wetting the earth, but still, I saw the new Creeping Jenny’s annual birth. My eyes don’t work well […]
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grief falls from my pocketpuddles of barren momentsbloody dolly circles a filthy drainlaughter, and love in a gilded locketdangles deep between my cold breastscaptives of war, our daughter’s voice dead To read the remainder of this piece please visit SpillWords Press NYC and also like, share and follow SpillWords Press NYC.
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Rivers of blood leach unfamiliar lands, prayers soaringbrother fights for brother and homeland, tears shedding, hearts breaking as we gaze upon the deaddictatorship tearing innocence, killing thousands, Americans display a flag, a sign of loss, love, and freedomUkrainians, we pray you will overcome and be liberatedRussia will lose, and Ukraine’s valor will be celebrated
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