قصيدة Driving to the Hospital
We were low on petrol so I said let's freewheel .when we get to the hill It was dawn and the city
We were low on petrol so I said let's freewheel .when we get to the hill It was dawn and the city
.I hadn’t met his kind before ,His misericord face – really like a joke on his father – blurred ;as if from years of polish