Sunday laughs like a broken dream over my eyelashes as I watch the sunset unfolding. There's no sun, I acclaim loudly, my voice navigating through the cracks in the air. This evening is a caravan of exhausted clouds, finding their homes. Somewhere in my balcony, I open and close my arms like I am becoming … Continue reading Survival through sunsets
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an ancient tale
tonight i will love you like a broken half hearted moon assembling pieces of stars to tell a story. an ancient story about formation of the earth and destruction of the world. where you and I do not exist unless we start reading. there lived an old man in the hut alongside a crystal river, … Continue reading an ancient tale
The Poetic Elixir 
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