Three Poems by Armenida Qyqja
I have no homelandText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedI have no homeland, Not a first one, or a second one, I just have a crater in my soul, A crater that doesn’t close Or fill-up with time, A crater, from the bottom of which He fades away, undetected, ceaselessly, A medicinal curiosity, para-normal, Some kind…