NIGHT

They say night is falling but the heartless light still uncovers the stories of all things as they have been transformed in order for me to supposedly get to know them at such idle hours when I study the vast exterior.

The world is rolling like a silken wheel on the skin , the ultraviolet rays of its softness are digging up my insides –every meaningful image gets to the bone and carves there its symbolism.

By : Tonia Kovalenko