It's a wonderful world! |
I.
Two women leaning their...
Hurry up.
They're here...
This isn't a painting.
Don't prance around with...
Under that white skirt and
light smirk...
The massacre was committed too early this morning,
maybe at 3am...
I didn't know what a massacre is then.
I didn't know what it entails...
Last night, the rain raged for six
hours straight, for me to wake up to...
You've never
been to Palestine...
Let me guess.
Tonight, you're scrolling through...
Mud on the doormat,
wind rushing...
- Mom, do rich people die like us? |
Sometimes, I can't tell whether it is my weak will, or your strong perfume. |