Hide-and-Seek

“Ready, you’re not; here I come,” snarls wet Winter, having mercilessly counted to only eight —years old. A parentlessly invisible child’s camouflaged between Vali-e Asr’s idling buses—canopied by an endless row of embowering gallows-to-be— inside an exhaust’s embrace. The visible are now boarding his untoy bus. I hate that all I can do to help […]