This face isthe only onewho belongs Perhaps she hasbeen to the storegrocery shoppinggoodies forthe children Maybe she is onher way homefrom workingmultiple jobsas usual Or did she goto get hernails donea pleasurenot so guilty She could be onher way therejobnailsfood Does it matterwhere she isgoing? Probably notbut she doesbelong One day thesky will openclear forContinue reading “Brown face in a sea of clouds”
poetry I have written
Anne's mediocre poetry 