Poems from Brilamz
Tea on a Sunday
evening
Two young girls
hide behind their words
their illustrations
small talk eludes
dark realities
too afraid to...
You're trying to teach me?
Then why do you put down
my solid efforts?
Why do you tell me to be quiet
when my mind fires ideas
and my...
I am from a small town
where everyone
knows everything
I am from
father daughter dances in the winter
and fishing in the spring
I am...