When strangers meet and still wish to continue with the anonymity Cold stares and unwilling vibes freeze the moment with passive animosity Insults inscribed in the air float across, disregarding all usual courtesy Travelling through distortions, the irritating narratives wound themselves like barbed wires Stinging the hands that touch them unknowingly; like a hydra, they awaken with many vicious faces Without transformation, the spaces remain … Continue reading Strangers