
Text: Small kindnesses Rain quenching-soft Over the driest desert heart
by Roshan James
There is a tear in the fabric Worn and loose, threads baring a gap in the familiar sheets Frayed seams flipping With every breath and breeze, taking in air and sky and sun Warm and fresh-smelling There is no need for stitching, the still-woven yards while unaffected Sustain a small marking From a point, where every […]
I don’t even really know How I’m supposed to feel anymore When fatigue of emotion sets in The body, in a fit of survival Starts to purge and mellow the over-taxing Cartwheels of a mind left without, Fulfillment unafforded for too long, Until the mind-numbing feats become marginally memorable And even then, only because of […]