Selected Poetry from Despy Boutris
Photo Source: Pxhere DREAMING It was news to me—that clichés are clichés because there’s some truth to them. People always say stuff about dreams—how they matter, how they’re better than reality, and apparently they’re right. I know because I’m desperate for my dreams to come true: for you to come home from your visit with family, a visit lasting longer than I can easily count. Here, in this tiny youless town, I dream here come morning, seeing the way the early light turns my wall...