survivors journal

the weather has changed and in a such short time surgical gloves and human masks sell above the price of a life shivering please cover me with a comma tonight as a punctuation mark on the map of our souls I look forward to seeing you mother in the summer or autumn we may quietly hug and we will wipe without fear each others tears me a tear of yours you a tear of mine and all the tears in the world would be wiped out right now if I could