Hunger by Bogdan Dragos

Originally posted on Gobblers / Masticadores: by Andrea Kowch those cold evenings coming inside the house and crying “Mom, I’m hungry.” A whirl on the heels A stare colder than the outside weather Hands on her hips “Show me your tongue.” The little mouth opens and the tongue comes out She stares at it and then…

Hunger by Bogdan Dragos

Published by StandByNews

Praise be to God for the acceptance of life...

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