I Stopped Being The Sun
Yellow mass flushed like a sun outside, too far to decorate the sky Warmth emitted after a cloudy day Snoozing for long To decide, what is the source It’s not …
Yellow mass flushed like a sun outside, too far to decorate the sky Warmth emitted after a cloudy day Snoozing for long To decide, what is the source It’s not …
If I could be a bird I’d prefer to fly over the rubble Using my wings to break the stillness In time And drift into the screams When the mourning …
Her heart was shaking When we were playing in a circle Her wide–brown eyes Opened like an owl under a blue moon to scan for danger She crossed her arms …
A kite that flies over headsin attempts to rebirth a forgotten ritualin a place that glorifies traditionto break the sky’s dominance. An olive tree keen in silence,ripped away from its …
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