Poetry

what is the value of a friendship?                         dates and                  heart to               hearts talks, moments    mixed with fun and           whines, those that support you until the very end,         regardless whether they will benefit on their end, the           ones you meet once in a blue moon but somehow…

breath.the lungs takeoxygen incarbon dioxide outin, outin, outiN… out. are we nearingthe dead zone?interrogating like akempeitaiit is better tokill ninety-nine innocent onesthan to miss one. did a thermobaricdrop nearby?passive aggression thatchopsoff the treethat had been naturedfor a hundred years. what used to bea safe burrowis now floodedand drowns.

i’m back on the same land andwith familiar people i had grown to love.we laughed and smiled about the simplest thingssome things never changed,like the night talks, silly conversations,and not mentioning those impromptu outings.i wish i could stay longer. i need tomake more happy memories with youdiscover the little joy in life found in ordinary…