Poetry: Hannah Gregus

I wish more than anything,

I could have taken you from that truck. 

To quench your thirst and heal your wounds,

To somehow change your luck.

Your innocent eyes still haunt me,

Such despair inside that machine. -despair inside the imagine

So I made you a promise that fateful day, -I made a promise to you today. 

To expose what you experienced and to make sure you are seen.


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