Beside The Truth

by Satish Verma   Apr 4, 2024


You are in
anaphylaxis. A prayer
on the blue lips.

The weightless time
knows the secret of past
and future game.

The incisors of
ancient skull of Lucy
had remained intact.

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  • 3 weeks ago

    by Jenna Bella Oldridge

    The opening lines to this really drew me in. I loved your descriptions.

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