Being in a starvation was the best friend of mine since I was six do not expect it due to a religion-thing or fasting cause I didn’t know what it was like to have a faith like you. It was 1962 when my father passed away without telling me that there was a grief among those delightful feelings, leaving the housewife-mother with 4 children I was...
Being a teacher and religion activists got me respects and honor for the longest time of my life. I am a father of four expecting at least one of them would stay at our spacious house. In fact, no one did. In 2016, I was retired. My wife told me to raise a cow, or goat, or another group of chicken (which we...
It was like a bandage binding the horrible gunshot wound It was like a beautiful bandanna encircling the head of the widow whining at the window Your connection was no more than the bandits’ pleas to win the please at the winze crisis In need of each others’ presence yet prohibiting the troubled weak to speak The idealist young man was the magnate,...
Is there a word for the moment you spilled a coffee on a stranger’s white skirt knitted, when you said ‘sorry’ and she said, ‘alright’. When you were leaving she was there staring at the dirty gift from her late, mother. Sometimes one does not realize carving a wound on someone else. I’ve seen them leaving yesterday after spilling sewage of a thousand...
