misfortune – mo4ji4

Waves of Sand

Gentle waves of water broke at the hem of my track pants, the sandy wind grazed past my eyes, some of it was reluctant to leave me, my hands had to rub them away, squinting my eyes shut to generate tears to wash away the sand, sending me back to the bread crumbs to theContinue reading “Waves of Sand”

Inhumane

The scorching sun was burning through my subcutaneous protection as I was plodding back home from work. I was called from the back by a nonentity, a sexagenarian, plump, short, with an unfinished buttoned shirt. He implored my help due to his accident, told me about his mother was killed in that misfortune, asking meContinue reading “Inhumane”