Dystopium

red apples in the sun
retreating into infant-hood

grey clouds stand thick in the sky
threatening that cave of mine

baby girl loves the sea

Jumble word stories revisited due to the forceful ambush of sea breeze against the tree leaves. Transported into a medieval past ashore, while staying enveloped in sea.
Juvenile diasporic rituals abound in despair.
Chance upon a wound and numb histories revealed.


Inconspicuous riot of travel germs

unfounded victories

unfounded fetuses

falling fellatious felines and frolicking fruit