Grit & dirt

My home is made of grit and dirt The taps run sweat, the windows are shattered,  their glass clinging to frames like broken teeth to gums in the mouth of a boxer. My town is a fighter,  built of scrap metal and machines. The streets are steel  and the river nuts and bolts, its gears…

IT WAS TOO LATE.!!!

This was just another one of her usual lectures. The bell rang and class was dismissed. He – “I want you to stay back. I have to discuss your paper.” She nervously stood there. He – “You’re failing.” And he walked towards her and grazed her arm. She shifted uncomfortably. She – “Sir, I will study…

HOPE– PAPERLESS POSTCARDS..!! #1

When I look at you, What I see Is a boy who’s scared Just to be Himself, True. Why is different So foreign to you? I’ve watched you struggle, Seen you cry, Stared at your face, Hope no longer in your eye. I’m trying to help. Just let me in. This kind of fight You cannot…