War correspondent

Fear stained pants, zippers now stuck. Salt ringed Kaki shirts, heavy sagging pockets. Socks eaten by gritty dirt, toes cracked and black. Fingers clutching this camera bleeding and raw. Covering a war, clicking behind a lens instead of a scope. With all these things they cope, war correspondent, I hope. Since a young age, seeing […]

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Forgotten tune

 Forgetting the words I hum this tune. Sweetly it plays with my heart strings as I walk in the moon. Moments of hope and happiness return as for the songs words I yearn. Pressed between long dormant desires and demands I find them again. Simply played, the chorus levity to me in darkness gave. All […]

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