A Blue Pill Night
The suite is large and expectant; its bed a sea of pillows and false potential. You sit on its edge and untie your shoes, hoping your feet don’t betray a smell. They do. She tries to ignores it.
The storm descended on Cairo, bringing chaos to the urban desert.
The suite is large and expectant; its bed a sea of pillows and false potential. You sit on its edge and untie your shoes, hoping your feet don’t betray a smell. They do. She tries to ignores it.