Mar 2
As I bike to work a thought overtakes me
We could all die now
On this gorgeous winter day
Before the wheel completes one more turn
Crushed by his angry, mighty blow
Like eggshell
Our lives in his hands
His head full of demons
I write, as an attempt to sort it all out. I volunteer in prison, advice on impact and run the Casa Taller El Boga an arts residency in Mompox, Colombia
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I write, as an attempt to sort it all out. I volunteer in prison, advice on impact and run the Casa Taller El Boga an arts residency in Mompox, Colombia
