Apr 2014
A mountain
of dead, and I
am not crying, it’s just
a bit of ash that flew
and found its way into
my eye.
of dead, and I
am not crying, it’s just
a bit of ash that flew
and found its way into
my eye.
Majdanek, Poland
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
2:26 PM
From my collection, Poems from Poland
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
2:26 PM
From my collection, Poems from Poland
