Freedom & Peace
Annmarie Throckmorton, M.A.
Freedom has always smelled like what it costs: piss earth, shit, explosives, toxins, dreadful fear, old sweat, and hot blood.
Peace smells like your mother, like bread, or a clean and happy man, a rose, a baby's milky breath, or a puppy.
Namaste.
Freedom & Peace
by Annmarie Throckmorton, copyright 2024
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