by Tara Hall / Tara Hall

Chingus, of them all, thru the eyes of god, was not welcomed here any longer, and so, god put him thru torture, at least in my eyes. He got away from me somehow wanting to go home, but before I knew it, I was here all alone. That night I had visions, the car, the cat and the road,
he ran across and then he was gone……………….


Tara Hall