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Rust
Poetry

Rust

What is rust, if not time? Born of white, grew into yellow, and died at bronze But why don’t pages rust? Is it because the words carved into them don’t have enough metal to beat the metal? Is it because they don’t have enough magic to beat science? Or is it simply because bronze can’t … Continue reading

Echoes of Revolution
Tunes

Echoes of Revolution

One of the many definitions of Revolution is that it is an instance of re-evolving. Change isn’t fun or as hopeful as the eye of retrospect narrates it to be. Revolutions take place every millisecond; with every thought that shifts your perspective amidst events of ceremonial proportions or with movements as small as writing those … Continue reading

A Solitary Exodus
Writing

A Solitary Exodus

The sailor opened his ravaged cream canvas The harbor stood impedingly far from sight Beyond the fading orange gleam and approaching purple haze Of the drowning winter skyline, Upon whom the hallowed, salt- crusted, iron gallows dangle The corpses of an unforgiven past hung like the autumn bloom. Where men and women not confined to … Continue reading