1/
december dawn
the clouds, the owls, the breeze
and a baby boy
2/
i too, cows
on my first day at school
barefooted
3/
o waning moon
if only i were the cat
the wayward one
4/
puppy love
the poetry i wrote
about shooting star
5/*
it takes long
to get acquainted
my reflection and me
in my late dad's
old sarong
*Previously published.
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