by Tala B. Anatawi

We once had innocence in us

But the ocean’s waves have done their job

Their turbulence and anger denatured us

I miss the little white spot within me

Within everyone I once thought I knew

It’s like gaining filthy wisdom

If this is wisdom then I believe it’s just superfluous

But there’s always a new day

The Sun will be back

But its view isn’t the same

And will never be the same…