The Invisible Arch | Muhammad Adam Rahis | Poetry
The blueprint says the river is a void, A blue line drawn to keep the sides apart. On the North bank, the glass drinks the sun, Reflecting clouds that never rain on those who own them. On the South, the asphalt holds the heat of a thousand tired feet, And the air smells of […]
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The blueprint says the river is a void, A blue line drawn to keep the sides apart. On the North bank, the glass drinks the sun, Reflecting clouds that never rain on those who own them. On the South, the asphalt holds the heat of a thousand tired feet, And the air smells of […]
