Tea, rain, I.

Less was the least. More could have been much more. In whatever path I have walked are long halls emptied out before my arrival. I can't do a thing other than take a walk and then sit for a while. Rarely somebody comes across and almost never opens his mouth. Whatever I touch is a [...]

It rained like hell.

Slow burn in my chest and a harmless warmth spreads. Balls of wet rice jammed inside a sleek plastic container. I look down and towards the container that can still contain and remain sealed and it doesn't move and a German madman is blowing his crooked trumpet in my eardrums and I am almost dizzy [...]

Anyways.

I had been away from here, and while I was away, I hoped nothing much would happen. Four hours have passed but the water hasn't dried, not completely. The puddle has reduced from ten inches wide to four inches wide. In another couple of hours, I won't be able to see my reflection in the [...]