There is a story and it goes like this. There is a tower of brick and stone, raised up like a mountain. Its peak puts holes in the bottoms of clouds. A princess sits by the window at the top, and ... [+]
Rolli is a Canadian author, cartoonist and songwriter. Visit his website (rollistuff.com) and follow him on Twitter at @rolliwrites. "I Do Not Begrudge the Young" is in Short Circuit #11, Short Édition's quarterly review.
their ocean
of avenues
For I have come
to a conclusion—some
bastion
of sand
from which I witness
the other
strugglers
While they swim
forlornly for
their own
conclusions
I am drying my
skin
in the sun
of avenues
For I have come
to a conclusion—some
bastion
of sand
from which I witness
the other
strugglers
While they swim
forlornly for
their own
conclusions
I am drying my
skin
in the sun