Melanie Tran

As soon as silence cut through the air, the music box was cranked and winded up again. Its seemingly eternal rhythm continued once more....

I. The word rang in my ears like a loud bell, So painful it was, I couldn’t even bear, Like the word “stupid” that became my cell, Both...

The arrival of spring they come again, The stubborn green that flaws his very land. So with his hands, cleansing has now began, Who knew...