You can spread your soul over a paddy field, you can whisper to a mango tree, you can feel the earth between your toes and know that this is the place, the place where it begins and ends. But what can you tell to a pile of bricks? The bricks will not be moved (page 87).
Monica Denise BrownDo you know how painful it is to tell someone you love him and not hear him say it back?
Monica Denise Brown