Poems from kalnicho
It’s not something physical
and that’s what makes it difficult.
The key to change is always education.
Not just of the main applications...
I have to clean my room
My fear looms
Clothes all over the floor
It’s like the hundred years war.
There’s an awful smell
My room looks...
Writers block
My creativity has come to a stop
I can’t help it
My mind has halted
Sleeping doesn’t help a bit
I have lost my wit
I don’t...
Cans in plastic bags
Bags in scrapheap
This planet sags
Sags from weeping
We made the earth a garbage can
Don't let it become a wasteland...
Shrill voice of the alarm.
Gets out of bed.
Gears up.
ascends towards school.
Classrooms are tundra.
Sits at desk.
Heavy backpack-
Can’t...