Radio Giza
I tune into your station on the wireless radio, hearing your voice within the static. The old rhymes and sing-song melodies distorted by the sounds
July 26, 2020
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I tune into your station on the wireless radio, hearing your voice within the static. The old rhymes and sing-song melodies distorted by the sounds
The call goes out from high places to lush valleys, broad deserts and tide rushing seas. To fashion anew from broken bones and ash filled
Sun glints on the broad sweeping sea, the waters traveling in a strong tide following the gravity of the moon. On the earth’s surface forces
The winds have laid down after a black night howling. I went out to the darkness and the roaring winds calmed me. The moon showed