GloMag GloMagMay2020 | Page 190
MY MOTHER How she must have missed those green hills of Ireland. Walking along hard grey streets in Brooklyn. Remembering scent of grassy meadows hurrying along ten long blocks, to climb filthy subway steps. 190
GloMag GloMagMay2020 | Page 189
GloMag GloMagMay2020 | Page 191