“We live in a jungle where the leaves are sheets of gold, fruits contain healing elixirs and the soil is embedded with a plethora of rare jewels. Where the sky rains memories and the winds carry love. Oblivious to it all! Oblivious to ourselves!” that bemused man touted. Such poppycock, I doubted.

This morn I woke.

Fed on the liquid beads that gathered on the golden greens. It tickled my innards until my gaze turned inwards. Limbs did grow, so I ran to unyoke. This time I know, you swindle sleep: I can evade you forever.

-S.A. Manful




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