A sky full of scars; the stars

We are girls, We’re silly and sentimental, we cry when we lose control, we laugh even when somebody tells us the stupidest and lamest of the jokes, we take time in getting ready, because people don’t take us untidy, we go in groups to the washrooms, and whisper even when not sharing any secrets, We…

Netted Alignment

Similar to any other sport— it had rules too, the null was called the love— probably just to woo, you’re just to serve the shuttlecock diagonally, and could wonder you’re a player already, a net in between— and in one ‘every bat, thank god my contender’s gut was intact; thence though I stood idly staring…