His Musical Instrument

His fingers flew

Across her body,

Getting every note

He can play

Without stopping.



2. Tiny Stories





No one warns little girls
how boys with such pretty eyes
who smell like smoke,
who taste like rain,
who talk like silver,
are reasons behind
tear soaked pillows,
half finished poems
and so many sad dreams.

-Nikita Gill

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