Vortex of Memories
With no linear form,
But with a Crystalline uniform,
She follows a sombre path,
She knows her Aftermath.
I woke up with a mild headache at 9 to the greetings of the birds chirping in the gutter down the road. No human voice came to greet me. I looked up at the ceiling and then at my hands, soiled and yellow as they were. Thousands of images of the previous night flashed…
One of the biggest perks of not being the star attraction of your family is the shield of invisibility that you get. Nobody cares what you’re doing in the after-school hours. Nobody wants to know if you’ve aced a test (I’ve failed so many of them) . The bright side, a half-hour of…