Written by Yusra Ali from London, United Kingdom Life. Death. The smallest space and the largest expanse of sand. Impermeable rubble- its shattered edges in my hand. Leaking and flowing the smallest space to do nothing. Loneliness, Selfishness, in the pursuit of longevity. Last Tuesday’s orange with a mix of green American Chai- the tea of soulless glass on the other side of the phone, screaming alone, alone alone. A bright orange dot meandering with nowhere to go.
