When it comes to words, Vashma Junaid sure knows how to spin magic with them. In this short piece and a capture to match, she makes you feel the sky.
The setting sun has made a home inside the speeding thumps of my heart. It has washed over a new era, a solace that is intangible yet so palpable all the same. The dawn lingers in its amber streaks, it sings in between the glaring red, it paints the next horizon. And somewhere between dawn and dusk, I believe I became the sky.