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A photograph

A photograph,A look, a glance, that smile.So familiar, like memories of a dream,That echo in bubbles,Impossible to hold, I knew her once, I am sure of it.I know what she is thinking, at that very moment.How she licked her lips just before,How she worried about the-Oh,...

Faith in Calcutta

Orange flavoured ball echoed by a silver plate. Honking giant metal geese, angry eyes of red. Zooming,wheeling, almost colliding. I clutch at anything I can but all I can reach is faith. A fat man, a god’s man, clad in white, the mark of the holy, on his...