Sonnet Writes
Mostly book reviews and unedited thoughts about life
Tuesday, April 26, 2016
#21/30 - 2016
I brought an umbrella today
but it hangs limp
unopened
at my side at this bus stop
as I let my face feel the pelting
of the bullet rain
sweetly stinging
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