I often wonder what my silence means, whether it speaks, whether it screams. I often wonder whether you listen when I am silent in my screams and screaming in silence. I often wonder what you'd do with the weight of my silence, maybe you'd understand that it has a reason. Maybe you'll beseech it to … Continue reading I often wonder
The midnight express stood majestically on the platform. There was no life around. It was 10 minutes to midnight. 10 minutes before the train took off. The night was moonless. The final whistle blew. At that very precise moment, two people appeared out of nowhere. They hurried towards the train and caught it just in time. … Continue reading Holding on or letting go?