Evasive Ways A man lost in a dust storm. Eyes blinded by grit and sand. A crunch to my bite. A parched swelling to my speech. A tongue on fire. A burning madness to my… hair. Lost in direction. I am a compass gone astray. © SB Joy, 2022
Evasive Ways A man lost in a dust storm. Eyes blinded by grit and sand. A crunch to my bite. A parched swelling to my speech. A tongue on fire. A burning madness to my… hair. Lost in direction. I am a compass gone astray. © SB Joy, 2022