Without Him ~ Amy

I am lying naked

on the bed

(our air con is broken).


I watch a triangle of lights form


I play with my own triangle.


The mosque sings.


The traffic has such beauty

at a distance. It glitters,

a hesitant carousel.



Amy Austen

As a travel writer, reviewer and content writer, writing has taken her around the world, around the palate, and around the mind.

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