UB Boy came so far. Every year he reaches the summer holidays it seems he finally got to the finish. But it always appears some stop-over. When will his inhuman efforts be recognized?
The shadow-frame
It never shines it shades the way I line the day, define my play. It always leaves an empty frame and ample room to sign my name. But what’s a name when you never meant to play some game. I surely claim the life I spend to reach my aim.