Writing in the time of covid-19

When This Is Over Reshma Ruia When this is over You will remember How the world was emptied of sound Silence strolled the streets In hush-hush slippers In the garden the first butterflies of spring Cartwheeling. Their smoked paprika wings Tremble against the bottle green and blue dazzle of light And you. Holding a cup of tea Fingertips warm against the china Watching and waiting … Continue reading Writing in the time of covid-19