POETRY
April 1
Published in
Apr 7, 2022
To find beauty in this day
Is to walk towards the sunrise
Knowing it is behind the clouds
That ugly houses
House beautiful people
And every car that passes
Is driven by a fragile organic ball of doubts and hopes that might or might not survive till sunset
Why isn’t that enough to keep your mind from picking at the scabs of things nobody remembers but you?
