- Vol. 10
- Chapter 04
On the days when the stories feel more true than ever
I run around between hollow concrete walls, I look outside
the tainted azure feels murky through my eyes.
Dust settles between the strands of my hair, I
look down and find the curse of the land enter through my pores
eyes unreal glare at me. I cover myself to hide.
Enveloping myself in the dust of the city’s afternoon sighs
a throbbing ache in my temples tell me to move forward.
eyes pore ahead
murky, dusty visions of the day give way to one final sigh.
The tainted azure goes away, the dirt remains.
There’s a breath I have been holding for too long, I try and let it go.