Apr 2014
“And they all
slept huddled together, and
when one turned over, all
had to shift.” What a gift
that my lying this close
to you is only
my choice.
slept huddled together, and
when one turned over, all
had to shift.” What a gift
that my lying this close
to you is only
my choice.
Majdanek, Poland
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
1:17 PM
From my collection, Poems from Poland
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
1:17 PM
From my collection, Poems from Poland
