Stifling Silence The squeaking sound of the cupboard hinge. Clearing of throat. Calling out my name. Clank of utensils. Gush of water flowing through the tap. The blaring sound of the TV with bejewelled wives sobbing or squabbling over each other. The pitter patter of feet. The non stop chatter over phone or with whoeverContinue reading “Homage”
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