When Winter Remembers Summer

I hated changes. I still do sometimes. I remember the day my supposedly life plan was destroyed. It was broken pieces of what was once a beautiful crystal globe; a world pulverized. I remember lying like a sick child on the couch for hours, days, weeks, and months. Avoiding anyone if necessary. Avoiding contacts. Looking…

Under Your Nose

by Devina When you’re walking straight, eyes up looking forward, you can’t see what’s under your nose. And it’s just like how it feels dealing with people who aren’t as privileged. People who are privileged would question the poor, “Why do you not want to go to school?” “Are you so illiterate, so stupid that…