There are whispers about me –
“Who is he?”
They ask.
Unlike the olden days where I hide behind these hands as a mask,
I try to find out.
“Who are these collections of flesh and bones who’s curiosity I spout?”… Read More Whispers by Vrushab Rao
Ethel Beauregard is not dead.
Ethel Beauregard is alive.
She died, not with a choked gasp, scream
Not metal or a screech
Ethel Beauregard died of paper cuts on her fingers and face
She died, not of heartbreak, but of a heart made whole too many times.… Read More Ethel Beauregard is Not Dead
