woven carpets sprawled across market places, a facade of thin embroidery across their plastic between the teeth of metal machines and grandma asks me if they can make the sun as well, since they’re making a rainbow and I say maybe they will come up with raindrops, or even tweezers for you to twist the twilight…
still, what do you think about a metallic moon?

man made forest…
measuring the surface area
of a dewdrop

Praniti Gulyani