Thursday, April 25, 2013

in the hollow of my hands

the soulful alphabets on a sheet of paper dance to the tune of the wanderer sitting on the banks of a river overlooking the bridge and makes them fly across distant skies and into my outstretched hands. i wrap them in the hollow of my hands..

Soundscapes

Soundscapes A vast desert Ripples in sand Grains in crevices of my palm A red roof Against a Monochrome sky Co...