Daily Archives: April 6, 2017

The Firing Line

I don’t know where to go nowWhen the world is making faces to me.I can’t hide from that where I live.In the middle of the firing line I fumeLike a gunpowder echoing woundsTo my own beating heart.© Yelling Rosa6/4 –17 … Continue reading

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