Photo Source: Unsplash What It Means to Be Afraid My tribe gathers around a teenage girl, her eyes blindfolded. Her hands reach out, as though seeking a hand to shake. The light of twilight disguises itself as a muffled scream. One among them remarks, "This is how funerals should be— No voice, no dreams, no breath. Only the sound of a distant whistle in the ears." A small rat gnaws at a withered fruit that has fallen from the tree of a widow, eighty years old, who lives in the neighborhood....

Photo Source: Pexels If you give me your eyes If you give me your eyes, you may become blind, but i swear I'll take care of them. I'll wash them every night from filth and grief I'll keep them from agony and salty tears. If you give me your eyes, You may not see again But i assure you that it is a little thing to lose I'll hang them on God's tree, and let them watch All the directions of heaven and hell And they'll dig under the sacred tree with sense of humor and curiosity ...