Author: Shruti Ghosh

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I’m mad about how often I change for people. I don’t realise it just then, it starts with the small things, the little adjustments But when they’re gone like they always do, like now and I get alone I have steps to recovery. I’ll write a poem and I get comfortable within myself, I realise…

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Apr 11

Darwaza

Amina looks out of the window. The golden glow of light bathes the ground, making the brown sand glisten and look precious. The setting sun comes with cool winds, cooling the sand on the ground making it just toasty enough to dig your feet deep inside and feel the small grains run down your feet,…