Right here, right now, I hold my ground
Broken and Barren; Dried and Destroyed
Stripped naked of my glory
My presence a prediction of your future.
Broken and Barren; Dried and Destroyed
Mourning the loss of my friends
My presence a prediction of your future
I fear it might be a little too late.
Mourning the loss of my friends
My heart cracked apart
I fear it might be a little too late
For the clock never ticks backward.
My heart cracked apart
Stripped naked of my glory
For the clock never ticks backward
Right here, right now, I hold my ground.
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Srivalli Rekha (she/ her) is a BIPOC author from India. An MBA graduate, she, also has an MA in English Literature. A freelance content writer during the day, she devours books at night and loves to review them on her blog and Goodreads. Books and music are her favorite companions. As a pagan, she believes in the beauty of nature worship and loves to learn the secrets of the universe the Indic way. She is a budding tarot reader fascinated by the intricacies of astrology. Srivalli is a co-founder and managing partner of The Hive Publishers, an indie publishing collective. Her works have been a part of several Indian and international anthologies (eBooks and paperback publications). Violets in Hand, The House of Justice, and Pebbles in the Grass, her self-published eBooks, are available on Amazon. Her first solo anthology, Forests and Faeries, will be released soon by Room9 Publications.
