Seasons shifted, and I waited peered through vines sifted through the rest and there you were, shiny and plump your bursting flesh revealing your youth I couldn’t help but reach out for you – the literal fruit of my labor and love Written for dVerse’s Poetics challenge for the week, where Sanaa asked us toContinue reading “Ode to a tomato”
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Musings by Mubashshira 