It was a dawn
Eerie and alien
That fell like the dusk
Of a never-ending night
Eerie and alien
That fell like the dusk
Of a never-ending night
But it made
A man
Of the boy
Alien Places Welcome to the September 15th, 2015 edition of the NWW Photo Prompt! The New West Writers Photo Prompt is a twice-monthly challenge for writers of all genres. It’s easy to participate — and we…
In many ways
We give more reverence
To the dead
Than the living
Waving goodbye to Patime, who sold baskets, Zuhra aimlessly made her way across the street, being careful to take in all the sights of the nearly closed marketplace before innocently stopping outside Tahir’s shop.
Happy and curious
Enthralled with
The foreigner
And his camera