The (big) Awakening

by Raleiah “Still supine between the sheets that smell of ancient and anachronistic stillness,suddenly I feel the caress of the sparkling rays of light of the new day,that with sweet insistence pinch my cheeks and inebriate my sight. After rinsing away the last remnants of collective sleepinessand the feeling of having lived so long in … Continue reading The (big) Awakening