The Prisoner She looks through the bars, her intelligence dulled by repetition of the daily chores and cheerlessness. Tears fall as tortured thoughts of her child growing without her loving touch. a glimpse now and again never enough as someone else charts her child’s precious years. Politicians mutter, What can her family do… Continue reading Nazanin
Month: December 2018
The Vine
The Vine A beautiful new baby delighting the family, gifts at his baptism, no silver spoon but there were toys. Growing up heralds the hopelessness and cruel certainty for the likes of him. Poverty coils around his feet snaking round his ankles, tying them fast, keeping him where He is. Guided… Continue reading The Vine