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I hold beside my neck the weight of my bra straps. Unwired, translucent, having a mix of peach and white. My nights are not accustomed to sleeping without them. So every eve fierce love we make. Too fierce that we forget. And every dawn, one can observe remnants from the night before, hovering over the […]Read More Necklace
Tonight I see a shadow of me against the wall. Actually half shadow. There’s no one at the terrace, just me, my breath, and dim phone light. I see the bats hovering over and empty roof tops. I always wonder what so important can people be doing inside their build up walls that they never […]Read More Breathing Skin Deep
How oft do you see men walking through the streets having eyes begging to be met. How oft do you see them roaming half-naked, not showing but showcasing their open wounds. Not clanking money in their pockets or whatever vessel they hold, but walking shamelessly, barefoot, with something below the waist. And with it they […]Read More Painting pictures of beggars down the street!