Robbers of innocence
Mira delighted herself with dadu's poetry as she sat by the window of their hut. She glanced beyond the gold dusted harvest, reaching her hand out to the cotton candy clouds. “What are you doing?” Poorna giggled as she scrutinised her dearest friend's dazed face.
6y ago
May 30, 2019
(Wo)man
And were I born To prying eyes, be I a girl of any design.
August 16, 2018
Robbers of innocence
Mira delighted herself with dadu's poetry as she sat by the window of their hut. She glanced beyond the gold dusted harvest, reaching her hand out to the cotton candy clouds. “What are you doing?” Poorna giggled as she scrutinised her dearest friend's dazed face.
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