By Vaishnavi Kolluru i walk my feet on the pavement, blackened not a dusty caligine; the polished obsidian of the school shoes that we don’t wear at home. click click click my feet sever from home. i walk my clean feet bare on the tiles of my house the white marks reminiscent of shoe-straps but … Continue reading shoes
The Path to Joy
By Vaishnavi Kolluru The secret to joy Lies in a river that flows forward, making you believe its truth, until you reach the end The secret to joy Controls the waves of the ocean You indulge in a small cold wave getting your feet wet The rush is nice so you further cloud the air … Continue reading The Path to Joy
