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.
