Being Dead

It took you light years to spit the pieces of your bad and broken luck. ………….Along came the King……………. He stones you and crushes your soul and spits you in the eye. Then he leaves you in the middle of nowhere to die. . …… ….. …. … Uzbekistani Lamb Plov Serves 4 Ingredients: 1 cup basmati rice 1/4 cup canola or olive oil…

Fish Pilaf

Smell of Death and Darkness hangs all around. Limbs and bones of Life and Light are wrinkled, crippled, thin and heavy with the burden of an avalanche of hatred. Love tottered and fell. But still hope remains afloat instead of sinking. Peace decided to live. . . With burning sands of the endless Sahara in our eyes, fear as heavy as the Himalayas in…