I’m sure that many of you already know Richard’s work but, if you don’t I urge you to pay a visit to his site. The poem I’m sharing with you today has incredible power. It is deeply moving but, at the same time, is brutally real…..you’ll see what I mean; I really hope you like it….

He loved this time as it was the last He kissed his wife like fleeing a past He hugged his child as a prodigal son Then, he crossed the street lonesome He climbed a building hearing calls In the roof he raised four solid walls Brick by brick, feeding the sad ideas In his dull […]

via 👁‍🗨 Abscond He — Ricardo Sexton