yaram

yaram: body

 

Dust and dryness is everywhere. My feet are caked with it, the fine pale brown powder settling into every line and fold. No matter how much I scrub my feet at night in the bathroom, the soles are still dark and dirty. At this point, my toes have the same color and texture of baby elephants—wrinkled and dusty and gray.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s