#067

parallel-

that is how we sat
avoiding the other, scared
of love, the secret our eyes held.

perpendicular-

this is how memories swoop
upon cul-de-sacs, there are miles
between now, and our eyes hold regrets.

©Mohana Das

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11 thoughts on “#067

  1. Oh my goodness. That second half gave me chills. Your switch from parallel to perpendicular was very effective. You write excellent short poetry; I have always loved your work.

    ~Shawna

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