15-Minute Break

A hand hits a glass of water,
turning it to its side.

It doesn't matter which
decisions are consensual.

Is soiling reputation worse
than wet business proposals?

In simple English terms-
'It just happened.'

There is wisdom in putting
carpets on the floor

for glasses to fall on
and break quietly.

Do people understand
the urgency of the times?

There is only
a 15-minute break.

Exposure

It's fail-safe for them to contain you within
these walls. Here, their passion can heat up
safely and the sound of their violence ripple
invisibly in the air.

Silence begets no questions. Such men know
only their desires. The noise they create
continue to distract them from yours-
your common space tightly soundproofed.

But your head, though bowed, shaken and wracked,
will rise like superheated steam, exploding
against these walls, to burn and crumble them.
Everyone exposed will die from it.

Early Morning Light

Stepping on the beach, the sun throws
its first rays against the sky.

I see hundreds of clouds, in little pieces,
as if keeping each other warm.

The waters ripple, bringing forward
an image of a thousand lights

from far away. So far, it exposes tiny crabs
climbing out of their pits,

and star fishes, still and rigid
on the ground, deserted by the sea.

The breeze dishevels my hair. I have to turn
my face away from the light.

When I look back, a wall of water
blocks the light, and its noise

rushes upon me like a pile of blankets,
heavy, wet and tight.