The wind carried a whisper of a thought I’d tossed into the sun to burn.
The ashes from the fire collected storm clouds,
leaving behind a trail...
The ashes from the fire collected storm clouds,
leaving behind a trail...
About Me
- Maya Nadeem
- Carving out a path that is my own through the hilarity of the sacred profanities of life I merge into chaos and order, finding the inner balance within.
