By: Dr. Ernest Williamson smile for me. upside down lift the curtains in your eyes; the sky’s acrid tears are reminding me of troubled hours; salt in my wounds, disfigured eyes ogling on the parched ground in Saigon. do it…
By: Dr. Ernest Williamson smile for me. upside down lift the curtains in your eyes; the sky’s acrid tears are reminding me of troubled hours; salt in my wounds, disfigured eyes ogling on the parched ground in Saigon. do it…