i see my sisters

they no longer just take our sons they have been coming after our daughters quietly, in broad daylight young women are lining up for uniforms and guns hoping for escape, or discipline, or money i see my sisters falling and i want to shout at them to stop in their tracks to stop them before … Continue reading i see my sisters

missed

i didn't hear your last word the one that showed where you were aiming it flew by my left ear grazed the lobe landed somewhere far in the distance i can see it way out there i don't think i'll be able to make the journey.