Tin Man by Anastasia Inspiderwiht. Image Courtesy the Artist
When reality isn’t your cup of tea anymore, and you envisage
yourself counting coffee beans in your dreams,
or sipping through glassfuls of crimson wine, glass after glass until
your eyes are clouded by the ghosts of tomorrows and yesterdays,
I will guide you through the darkness, the shadows of your hands on my skin,
and out into the light that you deserve,
as we walk the paths we used to fantasize about years ago,
that are adorned with withered flowers, dried leaves and haze.
And we will return, back to our hidden corner,
where rickety chairs stumble, fumble and creak,
sipping our tea in peace.
~Unsia Hussain
Unsia Hussain is an 18-year old who can be found sitting alone in coffee shops, writing poems on napkins. She hopes that her words will change the world, someday.
