The moon

Once the blue moon risesYou can find me whispering to the starsAsking why I am left to the wolves They'll speak of highest mountainsI'll ask about the dirt below meAnd they'll point me toward the sea Once the red moon risesYou can find me yelling at the soilAsking if the wolves had to devour me … Continue reading The moon

It’s time to listen

I found a powerful poem recently. In light of the world being its same brutal self, I decided to share it. It's called "Compassion Fatigue" by Ebony Stewart. It was performed in 2016, but it's even more relevant today in 2020. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yeRafMKWg-Q