“Sandstorm” – Nayana Nair

The sandstorm is just another settingfor this story to continue.There are no trees in our desertthat could be broken.There are only lights that learn to flicker,there is only skin that knows what this wind carries,there are only roads that will drown. With half closed eyes you walk outto search for what you have left behind.WithContinue reading ““Sandstorm” – Nayana Nair”