a fleeting ripple

A warm breeze brings the smell of dried grass and sickly sweet flowers. They’re drying up under the unrelenting sun. It is too early for...

Even though the sun isn’t setting down yet, now it is low enough that it warms the balcony. An upbeat song plays out of the speakers, a...

It’s late morning, but you wouldn’t have guessed it by looking at the sky. A steely grey, heavy with rain. It has been raining for days,...