Poems from vakles
The moon is evil.
It conceals the pinpricks of light in the night sky
with its overpowering halo, and the moon,
all too often...
Treat others how you wish to be treated.
That means if I’m not talking to you,
you should shut your mouth
and learn what the word “silence...
I take a deep breath and step forward.
One second seems to last forever as I stare
into his eyes. I'm tired.
I'm tired of him, his...
My eyes focus and I see my eldest son holding one of my gnarled and decrepit hands in his.
His whole body is stiff,
but his grip on my...
Have you ever seen the Black Curtain?
I have.
Just like the Lord’s Black Curtain,
mine is monstrous.
It obstructs my vision,
puts me to...