Tidbits

A tid here, a bit there -it's not just an assimilation of words or sentences. An offspring, born out of my marriage to a feeling of being confined in this prison called body. It was birthed due to the need to express and to vent out, to shout out loud and to whisper gently, the feelings trapped inside it. Every time I write, I dent this prison a little, a bit, even an inch. It might take me a life  ...