lifeinpoetry: The sky was famished with stars.I couldn’t help but count each scorched one.— Tarfia Faizullah, from “West Texas Nocturne,” Registers of Illuminated Villages

lifeinpoetry: The sky was famished with stars.I couldn’t help but count each scorched

lifeinpoetry: The sky was famished with stars.I couldn’t help but count each scorched

lifeinpoetry: The sky was famished with stars.I couldn’t help but count each scorched

lifeinpoetry: The sky was famished with stars.I couldn’t help but count each scorched

lifeinpoetry: The sky was famished with stars.I couldn’t help but count each scorched

lifeinpoetry: The sky was famished with stars.I couldn’t help but count each scorched

lifeinpoetry: The sky was famished with stars.I couldn’t help but count each scorched

lifeinpoetry: The sky was famished with stars.I couldn’t help but count each scorched

lifeinpoetry: The sky was famished with stars.I couldn’t help but count each scorched

lifeinpoetry: The sky was famished with stars.I couldn’t help but count each scorched

lifeinpoetry: The sky was famished with stars.I couldn’t help but count each scorched

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lifeinpoetry: The sky was famished with stars.I couldn’t help but count each scorched one.— Tarfia Faizullah, from “West Texas Nocturne,” Registers of Illuminated Villages

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