Monday, 27 June 2011


Trace my thirst
to where the gilded sun
burns away the mist and
Flattens against the wall of my skin

Waterless mouth
I swallow for wanting
a symphony of bright shadows
And a stream of white lies

The ebb and flow of forgotten memories
drowns me out with the tide

Moonless glow
From an iridescent pupa
and born of ash we seek
to drift through pale walls

our sorrow left behind
forever goodbye

words © malai carrara
photography © nausher banaji

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