Hot and Hungry.

by Shan Shaikh

The heat

The lack of sleep

Hungover on the intangible ideas

of a teenager in high school


Hungry for conversation and a good burger


Where's the mother of my nest?

Across continents and in between decade long drama


She's burning up too


My brain is about to burst

and ooze out of my ears

My red, hot ears


These shades allow the observation

without the distracting sun


Where is the breeze?

Where is my relief?