- this is a tale of striking out alone - learning to dance with fear, to march barefoot and bold, and to trade comfort for wild and brutal dreaming and living. It's about wishing and hoping, longing and trying, and whatever I choose to write about in between. It's about social justice and the struggle between marveling at the beauty of life and opening my eyes to hell.
Sunday, May 6, 2012
.malnourished
this is what malnutrition looks like
this is what going to bed hungry looks like
this is what dirty water looks like
this is what parasites look like
this is what ignorance looks like
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