I seek him on two dusty shelvesOf a built-in wardrobeBare of most belongings. I find a strange notebookFilled with dreams, I think. I do no …
On trying to find my father in a wardrobe

Katrina van Oostrum
I seek him on two dusty shelvesOf a built-in wardrobeBare of most belongings. I find a strange notebookFilled with dreams, I think. I do no …
NOTE: This poem was written by a dear friend in response to my poem “This is Justice“. He was kind enough to allow me to …