lost – Page 2 – Sia Shete

The Crime

Feeling blue was supposed to be just an emotion, from laughter to fading smiles, in a reverse gear goes the promotion. Working one moment, losing hope in the next, they ask me to talk to them but I can ever explain it on call, in person or on text. In a recurring cycle, the weatherContinue reading “The Crime”

Broken Doll

Am I a doll broken beyond repair? The glue isn’t holding on anymore. The polish is wearing out. My porcelain skin peeling off like weathered rocks. A perfect hairdo, now looks like the leftover grass in the wildfire. Rosy red cheeks are still red but for untethered reasons. The bow that perfectly sat on theContinue reading “Broken Doll”