A Calm Storm

The blog of Sholeh Samadani Munion

Writing blind

I am tasting colors, writing blind
my fingertips touch and stretch
we’re running so fast
maybe I’ll tie me to you…

If only we could see through these eyes
faint little heaps of shredded tires
and left-over green grass
from the yesterday of the past.

We’ll never leave we will stay here
and I am writing beside you
with my ink-less stained hands…

I am right beside you.


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