Writing

One

the list, the ambitions typed into neatly folded laundry and messy buns.

Seven

a.m. the time the covers mute the morning-nothing is concrete.

One

We broke it.

We broke international law.

Gone are the rules for countries to follow in accordance to each other.

For if we didn’t, why shouldn’t they?

Breaking it is wrong.

Our country is a criminal now.

capture the old

to become the new.

kidnap the worse

to become the better?

better at running a country

that isn't even ours,

better at taking credit for

work that isn't his,

The sun’s shining on me as it slowly dips below the horizon for another day, its rays softly coming down.

The air is crisp, not too cold, but brisk enough to see your breath when you breathe.

Lo! The horizon's sweet light that shines on the leaves of the trees.

The rustling of the branches softly blowing in the gentle breeze.

The yonder rushing of the rivers across the pains and hills.

i’ve seen my friends in so much pain because of a relationship

so i don’t know how i could ever escape the heartbreak

the heartbreak of losing friends again