I’ve wandered For seconds, Minutes, Years, Searching for― yearning for relief. Harsh arid sand Blasts the land Tarnished skin cracks under wind; Feet hardly keep float On this dry ocean: The Sinking begins. Knees crumble. A tumble― Collapse. Broken. My Sight. It sees between the lush green My Desire My Dream. I begin a crawl, […]![]()
