Packed between elbows,
I balance grocery bags and dreams.
Someone shouts,
someone prays,
and I think:
this city is also mine.
From A Poem A Day: Middle East & North Africa
A Poem A Day by Romilly Wilde
366 poems day-by-day for a leap year
366 poems day-by-day for a leap year
Packed between elbows,
I balance grocery bags and dreams.
Someone shouts,
someone prays,
and I think:
this city is also mine.
From A Poem A Day: Middle East & North Africa
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