~ City Streets ~ July 27, 2014July 29, 2014 Stumbling on broken petals of tarmac The fine contours of my cheeks crack the mould It washes the dirt from the earth Its polluted breath Vomits its secrecy in whiskers of black. Copyright © 2014 by Kate W J White (All Rights Reserved) Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related