May brought the end of the semester for the English class in Lagoa de Itaenga. Which meant brownies, ice cream, diplomas, snap bracelets, sticky hands, tattoos, and Bible stories.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
A Breeze That Lets Me Breathe
It's four thirty
in the morning
and I'm hot
it's raining
which means
it's cool
but my room's
a brick box
I open
the window
I open
the door
there's a breeze
a breeze
that lets me breathe
It's four thirty
in the morning
and I'm tense
the King presides
which means
rest
but my mind's
a brick box
I open
the window
I open
the door
there's a breeze
a breeze
that lets me breathe
in the morning
and I'm hot
it's raining
which means
it's cool
but my room's
a brick box
I open
the window
I open
the door
there's a breeze
a breeze
that lets me breathe
It's four thirty
in the morning
and I'm tense
the King presides
which means
rest
but my mind's
a brick box
I open
the window
I open
the door
there's a breeze
a breeze
that lets me breathe
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