A poem on the 4th of July in the midst of fascism -- i grew up loving the white sparkly fireworks the most - the ones that sizzled and fell from the sky long after the explosion
I don’t know many people who are not struggling with the state of our country. Thank you for sharing your thoughts Jenny. ☮️❤️
I don’t know many people who are not struggling with the state of our country. Thank you for sharing your thoughts Jenny. ☮️❤️