On gloomy autumn evenings,

When on the deserted streets

Under a dark stormy sky

You will not meet a soul in this town…

Paler than winter,

with breath to match,

she emerges from such whiteness,

there, at the edge of trees…

I would like to walk in the snow

Through the darkness of the blue night

On the road to my old home

With the window that’s full of light.

The star of Bethlehem has risen, shining

And bringing us the warmth of Paradise.

The Magi had the power of divining.

They went to bow down before Christ.

She’s dying, she’s dying, she’s dying, she’s dead,

Unzipped thoughts, a dismembered head.

Red soaked gardens, the smell of copper,

No one could save her, no one could stop her…

I see the snow

On the ground,

And there is no

Sound…

…Go to work.

Do work.

Finish work.

Find a weird door near workplace…

I found my baby’s tiny shoes,

“how do they grow so fast?”

And now I see him sleeping there,

a grown up man at last…

It was August when we pieced together that I was pregnant.

It was September when the doctor said it was true.

It was a long wait until November when he told us…

I’m finally taking a shower today!

I haven’t had one in months

My mommy and I work night and day

Underneath the blazing sun…