by Shiksha Dheda
New day. Old routine.
Another mishap, a familiar folly.
My fingers, my thoughts
bleed into reality.
Shiksha Dheda is a South African of Indian descent. She uses writing to express her OCD and depression roller-coaster ventures. Sometimes, she dabbles in photography, painting, and baking lopsided layered cakes. Her debut poetry collection has been released with Alien Buddha Press. She rambles annoyingly at Twitter: @ShikshaWrites. You can find (or ignore her) at https://shikshadheda.wixsite.com/writing/poetry.