Luiza L (Brazil) published:
Every day she opens the windows
The tight uniform forms fold in the sweaty body
Stuck to the greasy, dirty skin
Persistent stained by the pestilent air
She feels the cheap plastic texture of the curtain in her palms
The light creates wrinkles in her eyes, too bright for such a dark life.
She can feel the tightness of the routine that bounds her
And that imprisoned every generation before her own
For a second, she feels their ancient eyes on...
6 days ago