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Traffic Jam
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Traffic Jam

In between the blinking reality and the cacophonous curses, a palpable temper massages a temple. Some shuffle two anxious feet; a rhythm duplicated by many in rotation. A certain melody can be heard in the distance, winds carry the tune to mellow moods perturbed by the sudden halt in routine. Some frantically fiddle with a … Continue reading

Waves
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Waves

1 At night the moon squats Over these horizons; old Radios crackle a background score. Men shake their chillums At the sky with clenched fists. In the morning all that remains Is the solitude of memory. Years pass by in a blur But hours, They swallow eternity. 2 “And the days are not full enough … Continue reading