Jul 30, 2024
I have no words left. No adjectives, no eloquence, no epithets to hurl at what passes as human. These bloodthirsty abominations given voices. Those like him.
I have no words left. No adjectives, no eloquence, no epithets to hurl at what passes as human. These bloodthirsty abominations given voices. Those like him.
Multimedia artist, writer, poet. “I could not have painted myself happy without painting myself sad first…” faridahaque@gmail.com