Pain numbs pain;
razor-blades and minora blades
bandage bleak memories
etched across blood-blotched skin –
where sagacity has gone astray.
Ashraf Booley reckons he’s a writer, but is still finding his voice. He has dabbled in business analysis, but soon re-channeled his focus to writing. He considers himself quite the foodie (although some will disagree) and likes his meat well-done (no exceptions!). His writing is mostly inspired by his personal struggles, and the struggles of others.
Attention! this article was
published in the print quarterly number five,
The Love Potion.