August 2025 – Bonus Hoff

She didn’t cry, didn’t howl, didn’t show anger.Only a quiet tremble lived in her shoulders.

It was cold at the bus stop, even though the calendar said it was May.A piercing wind swept through the

In every town, there’s always one such dog.No address, no name tag on a bowl, no vaccinations, no right

He stood by the trash bins.Small, wet, blind.He didn’t cry.He didn’t whimper.He didn’t beg.

When a box moves, your first thought is that it’s just trash, a rat, or someone’s discarded belongings.

When you’re a child, the forest feels like magic.Especially in summer, especially when you’re ten and

In a busy square in the heart of Mexico City, among the hustle, the cars, the loud conversations, and

Under bullets, in fire, in hell,They ran, fleeing into the shell.And he remained — upon a chain,Unknowing

What’s wrong with me…? Fillyjonk has been living in the shelter for two years now. Two years — that’s