Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Strawberry agua, She says, So proud to have learnt That snippet of Spanish Grinning at me, at the host, At the big glass dispenser Packed with glossy red fruit Chilled water Little paper cups Take as much as you want. Sí, agua de fresa… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 12: Strawberry Water”