In exile, we eat forbidden fruits watching seagulls bathing in the sea, we stretch our arms engulfing sky in our palms, we grow out of our body and proclaim freedom, we walk through the fence, merging boundaries under our feet. We walk to the land where mulberries bloom, and guava leaves turn shy. It rains. … Continue reading In exile
Effervescent
24 July, 2019. Effervescent. -------------------------- This air has a persistent feeling of death. I can hear cries of mothers. Their wail is loud enough to choke the molecules around my ear yet I keep my eyes on the wall and watch the bricks falling. Sitting inside a home feels worse when spring is falling asleep. … Continue reading Effervescent
The Poetic Elixir 
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