Happy Easter to all my readers. We celebrate the greatest miracle of our existence, a symbol of hope as we … More
…Some say stop counting the dead, for dread needs a father.
So as I toss and turn, afraid the virus gets anymore fodder, …
It’s weird that pain brings togetherness
Where handshakes were fake, and escape
Was the constant. Now we crave to touch,
We crave so much as the mask falls off
To reveal the despair on the…
Itches are like flies, carrying pestilence
From ranch to branch, restlessly destructive.
Where do they come from? Nobody nose!
And to crown it all we’re all going to die!