5 cygnets and behind them a white swan took off low over the river and one by one landed.
The cygnets swam on towards Stourbridge leaving the swan behind.
What joy it must be for them and what joy it is for us!
i’ve been praying,
and these are what my prayers look like;
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.
later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
where does it hurt?