“Because…Because…Because I’m dreaming about it Even though the door is nailed shut.”
                                                  Anna Akhmatova 
Please, can this be real?
Languishing in line long months.
Any word of him?
No, but we will take your bread.
Tomorrow I will be back.
The Great Terror (Purge).
Remembering when they could
evaporate sons.
Everything in life was gone.
Still, I wait here in the cold.