Don’t Look Away. a poem by Michael Schein

Don’t Look Away Putin tracks the value of the ruble a barrel of crude then ruble then crude his thin lips wet with drool. Here is the bread line in Chernihiv, simple human hunger strafed by Putin’s pawns, & the mother of three warming soup for her children when shrapnel tears out her throat. PutinContinue reading “Don’t Look Away. a poem by Michael Schein”