(Ready to return to writing patriotic sonnets, just as soon as my nation backs me up.
Please don’t talk to me about the exactly one half of our poverty level which I collect while working willingly seven days a week, under hardship, in a physical condition in which I should not work at all.)
“Cry at the Sound of Your Name”
This poet is physically disabled. Public housing being insufficient to her medical and creative needs, she is presently living, in order to continue working, in her minivan, publishing all of her works using one thumb on the touch screen of her smartphone at an income of a fraction of her nation’s poverty level. She would treasure any donation you might care to offer ~ http://www.UgiftABLE.com ● #72D-31S