Author: Tamarind Fall

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Roger Fenton, Valley of the Shadow of Death, from the Crimean War

Burnt Musings: War

Echoes. The sun rises with the promise of hope and warmth spreading across the horizon giving life to everything under her feet as she softly kisses everything her hands can touch and taints it all […]

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Burnt Musings: January 2, 2017.

Freckled stars scattered over your skin as I watch you wipe the sweat off your brow with the back of your hand, a small smile lingering on your lips as you stare at the masterpiece […]

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Burnt Musings: December 26, 2016.

It was pouring outside. The day you said you loved me. The day the streets were empty. The day my mother had warned me of an overcast thunderstorm. Electricity crackled. Loudly, as the sky rumbled. […]

Burnt Musings: December 19, 2016.

You carved the night into my skin Every time you held the fragile shards of my heart like a knife And I let you leave the remnants of the fire in my chest The morning […]

Burnt Musings: December 12, 2016.

She was a gentle soul. Her mind, serene and playful, like the waves of the sea. White and cloudless, she held untold stories. A fateful evening, darkness and lightning struck, And with turmoil, they brought […]

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Burnt Musings: October 31, 2016.

A voice shakes you into reality It’s just your name. You’re just a name. The way it sends chills up your spine is insanity You clutch your hair, “Please stop this game.” Every word reverberates […]