In distant lands, where wreaths of dust and smoke rose in whorls, near vast oceans where trees bent towards shade, where grey structures hovered in the horizon, people strolled in passageways that led them to a space they called home. These streets held sorrow. A woman’s sobs caught everyone’s attention. Another death, another life lost. […]Read more "‘Farmers have had no place in society. The bottom is no place to be…’"
In twilight skies, soared a large flock of birds. Some days, they swore they saw a murmuration of starlings. Most days, they imagined it. One summer afternoon, under the banyan tree, children gathered peanut shells strewn everywhere. Stirring patterns into the ground, they dug up more trash tossing them towards the tree, one by one. […]Read more "‘My husband abandoned us twenty years ago. Drought took away everything I had…’"