Nov 24, 2022
It may be worse than imprisonment. Sometimes I think of the homeless as consumed. Used up, and of no more use to the machine.
It may be worse than imprisonment. Sometimes I think of the homeless as consumed. Used up, and of no more use to the machine.
Now dissecting thoughts and emotions, pinning words, then commentary to the facets, curating and sharing them as legends of my being. Then they’re on their own.