Widowed Souls

There is a piece of land between the railway tracks and the main road which takes me home. Its unkempt, stark and strewn with weeds. Although a pathway runs below the tracks leading to the other side of the road, the barrenness of this no man's land, meant that it was not used by pedestrians.… Continue reading Widowed Souls

Have we met before?

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along. -Rumi Somewhere in between wiping dust off book shelves, cleaning the desk and rearranging knick-knacks all over the house, a thought enters my mind: what… Continue reading Have we met before?