#flush
2 poems
- First FlushNandita De · 1 min read · 348 readsWaking to the Shiuli, Breathing in its wealth..Drama
- Final Phone CallPriya Maria · 2 min read · 284 readsWith that she broke down , Crumpled on the cold hard bathroom floor Toilet paper turned to tissue paper.... The kohl in her eyes could no longer withstand the flood erupting from her eyes... Her face smeared in 'black ' where once there was a beautiful 'glow'! He chucked his phone away.... Saying " This is the end..." She flushed her phone away... Saying " Why did it have to end..."Abstract
