AA Manza
and the wind is gentler than some people I know.
Children pass by and I am smaller in my own head.
I miss the blues.
Not the music, not the sky.
Just the sad surrender of dust:
every room unattended.
AA Manza is a genderless gremlin from the Philippines who tries to write between their day job and practical duties. They frequently require copious amounts of coffee, long walks and unnecessary line breaks.
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