Star Ka'at's Ramblings











{February 19, 2013}   Nowhere Slum

Beating, beating
Red fists
Red ground
No one in breath

Spitting
To dirt
To face
Backs turned

Night climbs high
Tiny child
Tiny knife
Cold hands on taut rope

Stiff tumble
Tiny tears
Trembling body
“Don’t leave me, Papa!”

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abichica says:

This is so beautiful. 🙂



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