Introduction To Sarajevo: Carlama Galerija
We spoke in images
Our hands our mouth pieces
Oiled by plum brandy
And the certainty
That what I said
You understood,
Or wanted to
Which is all that you have to do
To make an outsider feel welcome.
Copyright © Kirsten Mackie | Year Posted 2015
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