Everything in This Poem Happens from the Ankles Down
When the ground
is too hot to walk on
but the rising waves of heat
are to thin to hold a man,
where, then, do the feet run?
Do they put up with the pain
of the earth,
or do they defy the physics
of the sky?
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Counting Down the Days
कविताIt is the summer before I leave for college, and I am staring into the empty abyss before me, wondering what to do with my life. In this collection, I am challenging myself to write something every day (now adjusted to every 2-3 days). I may write p...
