Work Text:
something feels amiss
as i rise from the ground onto my knees
and clasp my hands over my heart,
closing my eyes and wringing out the tears,
letting them dampen the cold concrete,
as i barely part my lips
and pray.
something feels amiss
as i rise from the ground onto my knees
and clasp my hands over my heart,
closing my eyes and wringing out the tears,
letting them dampen the cold concrete,
as i barely part my lips
and pray.