light of a thousand suns gathers at our doorstep
Tag: freedom
prayer at dusk forged in moral fires
imagine myself sleeping among autumn ghosts
perfect skies the rot in our thoughts
taking it all in the stares and autumn winds
cold concrete comforts
plump mynah on lamppost screaming orders
stream flow angry autumn leaves carried away
dusk sun’s first dip of the day into the sea
autumn the voice is mine and mine alone