TIME

The Migrant Worker

No time to pen Her story

Life and sleep, Prevail.

How many stories are we missing from men and woman who simply do not have the time, strength and perhaps literacy, to document and process their experiences through writing?  I thought of this notion while I spent the majority of my day writing and pondering my own experiences, through fiction. My simple attempt at Haiku poetry is the result of my aforementioned question.