I don’t know how to live in a world where my little girl skips past broken relics of violence Where she asks me to hold her lollipop amid the echos of anger and smiles in the sunshine knowing nothing …
Two Simple Things Said
It happened shortly after my daughter was born. People started saying the same two things over and over again, and like rain after a very long draught, they gave new life to a part of me I never thought about …