Wednesday is about books and/or writing. Today, a poem I wrote in 2018, in anger, and with love, maybe makes more sense as an essay or story. So here, I've had a go at starting it anew...
32 huh...I didn't realise they were both so young. Truly tragic.
So young eh, so sad.
32 huh...I didn't realise they were both so young. Truly tragic.
So young eh, so sad.