Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Rookie (April 28,1992 / Philippines)

Scrunched Blue - Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

There are more terrible places
Than graves.

The marketplace,
The carnival,
A flophouse,
The train stations.
The cold concrete stares
At you like the abyss.
And it only takes
So short to realize

That in these broken places
We are most alive.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, January 27, 2012

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