Sunday morning silence;ViolenceWorldwide diasporaOpen the door a crackLet the cat outHe wants…
You’re fallingasleep, in this room that you implore meto make as dark as possibleCreate rainstorm…
Standing at the edgeof the world,gazingat the endof time.
The worldspinsround and round,until one dayit stopsand comesunwound.
Once openedto a worldso clearand free,the windowswelcomed allwho would flee.