HeartStill standing, still standing..The below is a first person account of a village tree who lost the friendship of a small boy to the big charm of the city..Apr 7, 2017Apr 7, 2017
HeartDear Refugee, my life must go on..It’s not too unthinkable, sipping licorice tea in my cardigan, And day dreaming of a life of civil liberties.Mar 3, 2017Mar 3, 2017
HeartThe many predicaments of a single womanI walk as a liberal icon among people who don’t realize their thoughts are their barbed wires.Feb 19, 2017Feb 19, 2017