Freedom's flavor

berries and sun

By Eva AlthausPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read

Blue-berries and sun,

Mariana's freedom on hold,

his prison awaits...

nature poetry sad poetry

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Eva Althaus

I'm a Mexican, feminist poet based in Chicago. I seek to accompany others in their pursuit of justice and inspire those who dare like me to change their stories.

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