She said “I want to vote”. Like I was the ballot box. I looked up, and I saw the sun. Slowly, its rays crept into my carefully inclined lids, and I saw the day had [...]
Mar 272011
dr write
She said “I want to vote”. Like I was the ballot box. I looked up, and I saw the sun. Slowly, its rays crept into my carefully inclined lids, and I saw the day had [...]