
Speaking of…. (a poem)
When you see these pictures in the news and on social media, what do you really see? More importantly, what do you do?

When you see these pictures in the news and on social media, what do you really see? More importantly, what do you do?

One night at my window, I waited for a door to open…

Darkness. They even killed the light. But I can see my mom is crying.