SundusR : Writing

The Short Road Home

The Short Road Home

A Poem by SundusR


Like the rain on the grass outside my window Cold and wet, slowly submerging Like the sun slowly peeking through the clouds and taking over Overpow..
What Lies Beneath

What Lies Beneath

A Story by SundusR


She is like a doll. An imperfect, middle aged, golly-wog doll. Her hair has a mind of its own. Not a curl in place – each one pulling you in a d..