Written by Tabalith
Art by Mart Production


this feeling? for what?
no feeling at all,
this kind of feeling.

you try explaining
the space between my
eyes without opening
your mouth or
parting my lips,
and i stare at your
sunglasses that hide
the two reasons
why i haven’t
left you
yet

you make me turn
around, face the wall
and explain
to the stones
what I cannot
explain to myself