By Sweta Raghav I woke up late todayI woke to the sound of your voice.Sometimes, so it happens,Foreign fingers creep up to me,Uninvited,And do not let me breathe.My mind weaves dreams.It hides knives in them. Slow poison runs in the cracks of my skin,I am made prisoner within myself.But your voice was there today,Slowly loosening … Continue reading J
Academy of the Heart And Mind 